White Balance

You arrive at the Star of Hope Mausoleum, only to find it locked in the minutes you sat in the car working up your nerve.

sun showers
she brings hot tea
without asking

4 thoughts on “White Balance”

Beautiful!

Once again, I can really identify with this.

Very powerful writing. So much is said in so little words. Great haibun, as always.

[…] White Balance You arrive at the Star of Hope Mausoleum, only to find it locked in the minutes you sat in the car working up your nerve. […]

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