It was actually earlier this morning when I was in the state between sleep and waking that I dreamed this, but the haiku was not in word, but in visual form, so would that make it a vision more than a dream? Not sure. Anyway, I received the image of a piece of grass close up, as if I was very small, with a mote of dust caught on the tip of the grass and moving in the breeze, then felt God was smiling at it. I didn’t see God, but felt God looking at it and smiling.
Dust mote caught by breeze
on the tip of a blade of grass
makes God smile.
Beautiful lines. I loved the way you described your dream in the form of a poem.
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Thank you Sanah 🙂
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https://talesfromthemindofkristian.wordpress.com/2019/03/11/finish-the-story-the-house-on-the-lake/
I’ve tagged you in this Finish the Story Challenge if you’d like to have a go. 🙂
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Yes, I would be happy to 🙂
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Well that is a lovely dream to wake up to! Well written!
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Yes it was.
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That is nice…I will admit something embarrassing. I had to look up haibun
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Max, don’t be, I should start putting links back in for the forms. I didn’t know until recently what one was either. Live and learn 🙂 It was as real as a dream can get.
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It was really pretty…and I learned something! That is what this is all about.
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🙂
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I really enjoyed this, it just resonated somehow.
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A lovely write.
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It was a lovely dream ❤
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Seems like it ! 🙂
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