Poem 132 warp🌀

Swallowed by the muddy torrent,

swept away by the raging current,

covered in wounds,

gasping for air, struggling in agony...

But, however,

before you know it,

you might reach the destination,

sooner than anyone else.

In time, the wounds will heal,

and in time, the muddy torrent,

might turn into a clear, pure stream.