Day-1 May Musings
Haiku-1
life dances on hope
peeps through the glinted window
a labour of love
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Nice Haiku Sunita, yes, got to get out of the "house" to see the whole picture.
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Thank you Jim. True, one has to go out of the house to see the picture :)
DeleteLife dance on hope indeed. A lovely Haiku Sunita. So glad you joined us at the Muse this week.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Carrie. The pleasure is all mine :)
Delete~~ dancing on hope feels a bit precarious these days, but doesn't stop the hope.
ReplyDeleteYes, hope is everythink. Thank you, Helen :)
DeleteSustaining hope is truly a labor of love! Great haiku.
ReplyDeleteThank you very much. It helps to be helpful in these prevailing times :)
DeleteI like the way you link hope and the glint through a window--brief and bright but still a reminder of all the sun outside.
ReplyDeleteYour prespective makes complete sense. Thank you very much :)
DeleteDancing on hope...A great dance floor
ReplyDeleteThank you, Susie :)
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