Racing the clouds
As we roar down the road
Escaping to sunlight
From shadows that goad
A summertime sorrow
From the memory of Winter
A promise of peace
That the storms want to splinter
A Poetic Dive into the Creative Unconscious
Racing the clouds
As we roar down the road
Escaping to sunlight
From shadows that goad
A summertime sorrow
From the memory of Winter
A promise of peace
That the storms want to splinter