no blazing orange sunrise today

no blistering early morning heat

welcome clouds fill the skies

passing showers cool the hot ground

flowering plants breath a sigh of relief

searing summer heat has briefly retreated

vanished is the breeze

stillness descends over the bay

trees are frozen in time and space

motionless leaves resting peacefully

a heron mimics a statue in the shallows

no watermen plowing through the sleeping bay

no passing pleasure boaters at dawn

the daytime roaring jet skiers are still in bed dreaming

at this magical hour I claim the bay to be mine

alone with just my thoughts and nature

I dare not whisper

to break the golden silence of this beautiful morning