The stunted growth
Of trees planted too high
No need to grow much
When you live in the sky
On the side of a mountain
A short hike from the top
When the air gets too thin
The time’s come to stop
A Poetic Dive into the Creative Unconscious
The stunted growth
Of trees planted too high
No need to grow much
When you live in the sky
On the side of a mountain
A short hike from the top
When the air gets too thin
The time’s come to stop