Intricate, infinite
Gears turning on
Cosmic music box
Playing a song
Just for itself
For it’s all that there is
There’s no one to hear it
No others to sing
A Poetic Dive into the Creative Unconscious
Intricate, infinite
Gears turning on
Cosmic music box
Playing a song
Just for itself
For it’s all that there is
There’s no one to hear it
No others to sing