The gold sun
that slid between
my blinds
has vanished
the sooty
promise
of rain
and sharp bite
of cold air
all that remains
behind
I am a wandering wordsmith and storyteller captivated by the beauty in imperfection.
Join me on this exploration of all that is authentic by acknowledging three simple realities:
nothing lasts, nothing is finished, and nothing is perfect .
Jenny Astramowicz is The Wabi-Sabi Writer, word weaving her way through the streets of San Francisco, passages of Paris and redwood flanked beaches of Santa Cruz.
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