Magma, like blood
Fills the heart of the Earth
It cools and dries
To cover its wounds
Planets and animals
Both bleed red
And radiate heat
Till cold and dead
A Poetic Dive into the Creative Unconscious
Magma, like blood
Fills the heart of the Earth
It cools and dries
To cover its wounds
Planets and animals
Both bleed red
And radiate heat
Till cold and dead