It's 5 am.
I stand holding
a hot mug of coffee,
steam rising into the air.
Where I stand on the back deck,
I can look out and see
the purple-orange haze of the sun
on the horizon.
A slight fog is beginning to lift,
slowly into the air.
It's thickness now evaporating.
A wet dew covers the grass,
It is extremely still and silent,
I listen and focus intensely
for the slightest sound.
The bark of a dog
or song of a bird.
But there is nothing.
My mind wanders,
as thoughts begin to rush
into my mind and
I become engulfed in my surroundings.
As the moments pass
I notice suddenly in the distance
a loud siren roaring down the street,
the honking of car horns,
the laughter of children as they walk to the bus,
the garbage truck crushing machine compacting trash
and the sound of lawnmowers
and leaf blowers from the house
diagonally across the street.
A new day has begun.