Post card from a tragedy
Cropped within this post card perfect view was a very sad tragedy. A retired professor drowned that day. The firemen were looking for his body out in the ocean, while the sun casts it's setting shades.
As I stood in the gentle autumn breeze behind the firemen, I felt rather insignificant, as sad as one man's death was, the sky doesn't pause to weep. It marches on beautifully as ever, as if the man never existed. The sky out lives everything.
Post card from a tragedy
Cropped within this post card perfect view was a very sad tragedy. A retired professor drowned that day. The firemen were looking for his body out in the ocean, while the sun casts it's setting shades.
As I stood in the gentle autumn breeze behind the firemen, I felt rather insignificant, as sad as one man's death was, the sky doesn't pause to weep. It marches on beautifully as ever, as if the man never existed. The sky out lives everything.