The artisan works,
deftly chiseling, moulding.
The wet clay transforms.
To refined, ornate sculptures.
Such mystic crafters...teachers.
Welfare unto all
Rab rakha
In moments of stillness, when the chaos quiets and nature reveals its gentle truths, even a fleeting beam of sunlight becomes a messenger of...
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Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.