Sunday Stew: The Last Breaths of the Day

by Matt Aspin

I just experienced the earth’s last breath of the day

White noise, leaves rustling, endless, monotonous hypnotic

Then slower, and slower, and then, subtly and suddenly, silence

Overwhelming, deafening, still… silence

Less than a minute, then another breath

Rustling, deep, full, then receding, and then again, silence

In and out

The last breaths of her day

Did you miss it?

Slow down to her pace

All is done

All is in balance

Tomorrow is another day