Time heals all...

It was as I thought, when I awoke this morning.  The sun was much less yellow, the sky darker, and the birds were all gone.  Yes, the entire world is in mourning.

I first noticed it last night when the full September harvest moon was not orange  and huge and hugging the horizon but was rather puny, white, and distant.

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And the night-time stars were hazy little pinpoints--far away and cold.  It's obvious--the entire universe is grieving.

I would not doubt that autumn never turns to winter and spring does not arrive...because time itself has stopped to weep.

And without time to heal us...

Eileen Schuh, Canadian writer www.eileenschuh.com