Stillness…silence

Nary a soul stirring,

People still abed

Mum is the neighbor’s rooster

My favorite time of day.

A bat flapped his wings

A cricket whispered

A buzzing lone mosquito

Even the air is at rest.

The only soul awake

I welcome the solitariness, the solitude

At peace, blissfully at peace

My favorite time of day.

At a distance, a dog whining

Aware of the silence

Ears at its height doing its job

No, not a single sound

Not even an unwelcome snore.

Getting up, starting the day right

Waiting for the first glimpse of sunrise

Dawn a-breaking, surrounding a-stirring

Not the end, till my next

Favorite time of Day.