Churning River: Determined Wanderlust
Churning River: Determined Wanderlust
Traversing the woods, arriving at the creek
Quest for the golden fingers, The fish seek
Meanders entrancing me
Gathering with mother of nature, sweeping in
the shelter of the tree
Shanks dangling, purity embraces
The restoring breezes braces
In the lap of nature, found bounty to bliss
Still, in this asymmetric world, compassion exists
Streams of elixirs flow, forward to their destiny
Taking a nap will cost no money
Euphonious chirping filled the air with euphoria
The world treats you as trivia
Your sanctity evicts my misery
I need to depart from you, my voyage to the treasury