Running ahead
Through phantoms of fear
Not knowing if joy
Or sorrow draws near
But my legs carry on
To the beat of a song
I couldn’t quite hear
But that’s played all life long
A Poetic Dive into the Creative Unconscious
Running ahead
Through phantoms of fear
Not knowing if joy
Or sorrow draws near
But my legs carry on
To the beat of a song
I couldn’t quite hear
But that’s played all life long