The rustle of summer

Devil's ivy grows.

Geckos rustle through thick greens,

summer noon alive.

Written for picture prompt challenge : Haiku Fridays with J-Dub #5

Welfare unto all 

Rab rakha

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