Awakening: John Oross

I awoke one autumn morning to silence, nothing and no one around
Not a breeze in the air, no movement on the ground

All was still and silent

The multicoloured leaves on the trees pull your gaze upwards
Providing a backdrop for the clear baby blue sky above

All was still and silent

Curls of smoke from chimneys like fingers reached for the sky
The sun was slowly climbing on the horizon casting about its rays

All was still and silent

Suddenly, the alarm clock goes off and you get out of bed for the day
Work is inevitably on the agenda with no time for rest, relaxation or play

What must I do today?