The lake should be frozen
This time of the year
With Winter soon ending
And Springtime so near
And yet it’s as clear
As fresh polished glass
And though the cold tries
The ice melts in a flash
A Poetic Dive into the Creative Unconscious
The lake should be frozen
This time of the year
With Winter soon ending
And Springtime so near
And yet it’s as clear
As fresh polished glass
And though the cold tries
The ice melts in a flash