I write in the morning
the birds are chirping
the world, otherwise quiet
the air is fresh
Outside
the heater crackles
the warmth comforts
the house is quiet
Inside
The mind wakes
thoughts are building
Breath is flowing
Stop.
A wood pecker causes a disturbance
A sip of coffee
A decision to make
Silence.
The wind came up
The bird took flight
The writing found an ending
Morning.