On the last day of earth, people rose early. There was so much work to be done. Phone calls were made. Important sentiments were expressed. A new record was set for daily kisses.
No one went into the office. All businesses were closed. All eyes and ears and arms stayed open.
Some remained inside, cleaning their homes, returning everything back to its proper place.
Some poured themselves into the streets, shouting and laughing and roaring with life.
Some stayed quiet, pensive, breathing in the end of sweetness.
Some held strangers.
Some held animals.
Some held objects.
Some held the hands of their loved ones, all day, waiting.
People relaxed into their grief and made room for acceptance. The birds sang wildly of every beautiful thing. The dogs howled madly at invisible moons. The grass continued to grow. It was the opposite of disappearing.
“Now” whispered the wind.
The earth trembled…
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