What do they see
Fish of the sea
When all that’s ahead
Is as blue as can be
Do they go by the tide
And the currents the ride
To know their place
In the ocean wide
A Poetic Dive into the Creative Unconscious
What do they see
Fish of the sea
When all that’s ahead
Is as blue as can be
Do they go by the tide
And the currents the ride
To know their place
In the ocean wide