Like water and fire
They both disappear
In smoke or in steam
When the other draws near
Made to oppose
By the paths that they chose
But unwilling to settle
The tension that rose
A Poetic Dive into the Creative Unconscious
Like water and fire
They both disappear
In smoke or in steam
When the other draws near
Made to oppose
By the paths that they chose
But unwilling to settle
The tension that rose