Collective Grief

Even the universe grieves when stars die. Births and deaths are punctured by emotion. Grief is the price of love. Death is the price of life. Life is the price of death. Collective grief rises in waves. An exhale in search of touch, rising to the firmament to the outer reaches of the planet. Caught in the stratosphere it circulates with the currents of the wind as it swirls around our skins, leaving traces of the tears wept by us and for us. We taste the…