Time and Tide

I find the waxing and waning of the moon comforting. The rising and setting of the sun. The blustery breath of the wind. The cold, the dark of deep night. Those large looming cosmic things implicit in our day-to-day.

If there are forces governing those things massive and monumental it's possible there's equal influence guiding the small and inconsequential. Everyone on an orbit, gliding through space and time.