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A welcome glint

In moments of stillness, when the chaos quiets and nature reveals its gentle truths, even a fleeting beam of sunlight becomes a messenger of grace. This haiku captures that sacred instant—the golden light piercing through a canopy, evoking hope, presence, and spiritual awakening. Inspired by the beauty of the natural world and the soul’s readiness to receive illumination, this poem is a quiet welcome to the divine radiance that surrounds and sustains us.

Blinding golden glint, 
peeping from lush canopy. 
I welcome the light.

Linking with Moonwashed Weekly Prompt 

Welfare unto all 
Rab rakha 

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  1. This is a beautiful haiku, Rab. Thank you so much for joining in! Eugi-Moonwashed Musings

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  2. Gorgeous haiku, Rab!

    Yvette M Calleiro :-)
    http://yvettemcalleiro.blogspot.com

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