Dawn on the Headland

Dawn - and a magical stillness: on earth, quiescence profound;

On the waters a vast Content, as of hunger appeased and stayed;

In the heavens a silence that seems not mere privation of sound,

But a thing with form and body, a thing to be touched and weighed!

Yet I know that I dwell in the midst of the roar of the cosmic wheel,

In the hot collision of Forces, and clangor of boundless Strife,

Mid the sound of the speed of the worlds, the rushing worlds, and the peal

Of the thunder of Life.

William Watson

Lately  it has been dark when I rise on my early days to work.  Sure sign that fall is on its way. No longer do I have the luxury of stepping out into my backyard and enjoying the sunrise as I sip a steaming mug of hot coffee, but it is just as much fun sitting at my window in the darkness, looking into my courtyard and watching as the sun rises over the buildings. The windows in all of the other apartments are dark, quiet, with no signs of movement, and sometimes I wonder if I am the only one who must get up and leave the coziness of my bed to go to work.  

Solitude.  I imagine that I am alone in the world as I watch as the first golden rays of the new day's sun appear.  A new day is just beginning, and I wonder what it will bring. Will the day be quiet, without incident?  Or will be one of those days when nothing seems to go right?  And I begin to think of the things that I have to accomplish for the day, and I will go about getting it all done...and suddenly, a shrill cry startles me, and I am shocks me back to the world of reality.  Miss Minga has risen and wants to eat.  

Of course, on rainy days my mornings are slightly different.  I do sit in the darkness and watch the rain as it falls, but my thoughts are not the same.  Instead of making my daily plans, I sit there thinking, "Should I or shouldn't I?"  There is just something about leaving the comfort of one's home and stepping out into the rain.  

How do you spend your morning hours?