This cherita reflects the human journey through darkness and light — a reminder that just as the sun reemerges after the clouds, our souls find renewal through grace. It speaks of burdens we carry, the dust that gathers, and the gentle breeze of divine remembrance that purifies and restores. A meditation on hope, forgiveness, and spiritual cleansing.
Sun, behind the winter clouds,
It becomes dark for a little while,
and then it is bright and burning again.
Our sins plague and beleaguer,
dust gathers on our souls.
Gentle breeze of Thy name cleanses our being.
Linking with Weekend Writing Prompt #396
Welfare unto all
Rab rakha
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Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.