The numbers ascend
We assume we’re the same
As the arrow points up
Enlightened but waning
Some people leave
Before we reach home
And one person stays
To the top all alone
A Poetic Dive into the Creative Unconscious
The numbers ascend
We assume we’re the same
As the arrow points up
Enlightened but waning
Some people leave
Before we reach home
And one person stays
To the top all alone