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the barren earth creates the design, it's thirst for rain calls the clouds. we try to console each other but in vain. our heart gets heavy with pain. hope comes in the form of rain cleansing everything. once again the birds sing with joy.
your eternal love
unequivocally I trust
my hands fold in prayer
topic: hands
this is my humble effort of Haibun...where I want to convey the heartfelt gratitude to the power which holds and guides us all in the path of love...
Thank goodness for the rain that cleanses the pain, and for the one who can be eternally trusted as well! Beautifully expressed, Arathi.
ReplyDeleteAmen to your beautiful words, Arathi! Rain does come and wash away everything else.
ReplyDeleteLovely words for a lovely thought. Thanks for posting and for visiting my blog.
ReplyDeleteluv your "hands" haiku, thank you for stopping to read my "hands" sharing
ReplyDeletehave a good week
much love...
A beautiful message ~ Hands held in prayer bring calm in midst of pain and barren times ~
ReplyDeleteLovely images and a powerful conclusion make this a very satisfying poem, Arathi.
ReplyDeleteprayer is def a good thing to be doing with hands....smiles...and it leads us into that cleansing...
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