The cracks on your skin
Like rings of a tree
Show the world what you’ve seen
And how free you have been
The crease of your brow
Frozen there till you die
Show the time that you spent
Thinking “How, what, and why?”
A Poetic Dive into the Creative Unconscious
The cracks on your skin
Like rings of a tree
Show the world what you’ve seen
And how free you have been
The crease of your brow
Frozen there till you die
Show the time that you spent
Thinking “How, what, and why?”