Treasure Island

David Harris

(18 June 1945 / Bradfield, England)

Early Morning Silence


Sitting in the early morning silence
that hasn’t filled with
the approaching days gloom.
That time when the mind
has a chance to run free.
The early morning silence
when no one is around.

The intrusive world has not
invaded our space with idle chatter
from sources that surround us
making up our daily lives.
The early morning silence
we need to activate our mind.

You sit in the darkness
just before the dawn appears
enjoying the solitary that is temporary stillness
brings to your ears.
The early morning silence
when no one is around.

16 September 2010

Submitted: Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Edited: Saturday, February 12, 2011

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