Sunday

Savoring solitude,
Of Sunday,
Silent sunrise.

Stillness.

Something spectacular,
Scented with gutter-leaves,
Scattering under sneaker soles.

Sacred.

Shhh'ed still sleepers snore,
Senseless,
To swish-leaf scrunching.

Silent.

Splintering, stirring, squelching,
Subduing silence singly,
By squished-leaf statements.

Shhh.