Week 30 – Destroy #2

 

The New Morning

The pre-dawn moon bounces on the ripples of the lake.

The fish are awake, rubbing their open eyes and stretching their gills.

The morning silence is music to my ears, and I hold my breath to make sure it doesn’t taint the exquisite lack of sound.

Looking straight up, I can see the line of deep, dark night and lazy morning blue.

I can feel the humidity in my hair and on my skin.

My senses absorb the calm until I am.

I hear a bird chirp from across the water.

And another responds.

The lazy morning blue sky has taken on a tint of orange.

And here it is – the dawn of a new day

Has defeated the nighttime once again –

The calm destroyed by activity,

The silence, by noise.

Good morning.