Waking Beauty

waking beauty

as the sun slowly peeks around the corner of my window

i lift my head from the pillow, and turn towards it,

to see that the world is still asleep

i leave my warm nest of blankets

and run downstairs

I throw my coat on,

resisting the smell of the mouthwatering chocolate chip pancakes

my dad is cooking

I run out the door, determined to get the newspaper

but something stops me

all around me

the world is quiet

the noisy, fast-paced world I know is silent,

unmoving

the world is still asleep

as I look around

i take it all in

the crispness in the air that smells of life, living

the grass, frosted over and sparkling white in the sun

houses quiet and still, tones of peach and taffy slowly washing over them

the world is asleep

within me, I feel a sense of calm start to spread

peace flooding into me

it’s as if the world is a movie and I am the only one watching it

no one else around to spoil it

the world is still asleep

suddenly, time doesn’t matter

neither does the cold

for now, the newspaper can wait

along with the rest of the world

all that matters is this view, this moment in time

the world is still asleep

and as the world is waking

i find myself sitting down, watching

numbed by its beauty