Enough time asleep
The hour’s come to rise
Look into the Sun
Rub sleep from your eyes
Take hold of your life
You’ve lost through your rest
The weakness that killed you
So give it your best
A Poetic Dive into the Creative Unconscious
Enough time asleep
The hour’s come to rise
Look into the Sun
Rub sleep from your eyes
Take hold of your life
You’ve lost through your rest
The weakness that killed you
So give it your best