We search for the calm
In nature’s embrace
But nature keeps moving
At life’s blinding pace
The tree you rest under
Is still young and growing
The grass hides a river
Of insects swift flowing
A Poetic Dive into the Creative Unconscious
We search for the calm
In nature’s embrace
But nature keeps moving
At life’s blinding pace
The tree you rest under
Is still young and growing
The grass hides a river
Of insects swift flowing