Rhapsody resounds, resonating for eons, what'll be your echo?
On the Summer Solstice, light reaches its zenith—yet the turning has already begun. This haiku reflects on that fleeting pause between ascen...
The chrysalis grows.
The making of butterflies,
tasteful piece of art.
Welfare unto all
Rab rakha
Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.
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Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.