On my morning walk
I made my way through a meadow
full to the brim with dandelions
waiting to be wished upon
and in the end, found myself
walking into a stream of consciousness
without touching a drop of water.
On my morning walk
I made my way through a meadow
full to the brim with dandelions
waiting to be wished upon
and in the end, found myself
walking into a stream of consciousness
without touching a drop of water.