This evening, tired of watching all the sad TV news reports about the current situation, I went out for a walk. It was a beautiful night, not a cloud to be seen, the sky opening up dark and beautiful above me.
Tonight is a full moon, and I bathed in the light of Luna in all her glory, as Venus shone like a precious Jewel in the sky, while Orion fairly leapt out at me, as I vmarveled at the strangely uncharacteristic dimness of Betelgeuse.
These majestic objects out in the universe provide so much beauty. Yet in their vastness and their majesty they are indifferent to both the triumphs and tragedies of human life down here on Earth.
For reasons I cannot quite explain, at a time like this I find their serene indifference to be strangely comforting.