Sunday, 9 September 2018

Sky


  
 A thousand million tiny lights have brightened the clouds from below. The black, starless swathe above holds the merest pinprick of a flashing satellite holding its place in the sky.  The stars cannot compete with their earthbound cousins. Perhaps, if the photo was upside down, it might make more sense.

  The nights are closing in. Today held the first hint of autumn. After Thursday's record breaking heat, it feels especially cold.

  I know the writing has become a bit scarce, my time has been needed elsewhere. It will be for a few more days, until I return home.
  That's it. Only prayers of gratitude for how well my mom is doing.

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