Legend has it that there was a person with a imagination wide as fathering oceans. That they could feels every grain of gravel and seen every vine on a leaf.
Jumping into thoughts as and easy escape
But once you’ve jumped in so much
How can you tell when your swimming or not?
Legend has it that a the person got lost deep under, as if the surface iced over. A biggest mistake was to abandon reality.
The surface line would blur and fade into grains of sand.
Nobody knew and now nobody knows
Others can’t tell they were swimming, seeming frozen to them they described it was best to let the person thaw causing greed among many.
As a glacier covers the top of the person sea trapped in a their own mind.
Legend has it that the person still wonders the forest they escaped to before they had fallen.
Legend has it that if you meet them
The lines will burr for you too