#510 The Emergence

 
"Put it into perspective," the
fado singer says as the white
bird wheels away & takes
the daytime with it. "Except
for the stars, the sky will be 
empty now for several hours; 
& though having a supposed 
symbol of hope around might 
at first seem comforting, grief 
is best left to emerge when one
is in the open or beside the sea. 
Clean, simple. No melodrama."