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It’s dawn.

A flight of gulls enters my vision ten o’clock high, nine of them, combat air patrol. They hold a rough formation, to let you know that they  can, but every one is a hot shot pilot, doing his own thing as an individual. It appears that one nearest me waggles his wings, a universal greeting from low-flying aircraft.

The rabbits are on the lawn, munching away, not a care in the world, the nearest natural enemy a 30-mile ferry ride away. From their diverse sizes I can tell they are multi-generational. I make a mental note to carry a flashlight if I go to the pool at night because I don’t want to run into the great-grandfather in the dark.

The horizon has been devoured by the mist. A ghostly grey descends into a stolid slate but I can’t identify a line of demarcation. The dune grasses are barely moving. There is a stillness about, no wind, the silent reverence one encounters in a religious ceremony.

Only the waves are audible. They crash in their unending, timeless crescendo against the beach, muted somewhat by the short distance from the house, but fearsome nonetheless.  The scent in the air is of life—terrestrial, submerged, and airborne—but mostly of the inexorable sea itself.

I sit here as though in a birth process, an awakening, another beginning.

It’s dawn, in Nantucket.

© Alan Weiss 2013

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Alan Weiss is a consultant, speaker, and author of over 60 books. His consulting firm, Summit Consulting Group, Inc., has attracted clients from over 500 leading organizations around the world.

Comments: 4

  • Garry Beavis

    August 29, 2013

    Thanks Alan. For a moment there I was transported to Nantucket; and then back to reality!

  • Alan Weiss

    August 29, 2013

    Thanks, Garry!

  • nora gildea

    August 29, 2013

    Alan, your prose is wasted on the consulting books. I think you are ready for a novel!

  • Alan Weiss

    August 30, 2013

    Nora, thanks for beginning my morning so generously as I sit here writing and watching the water! Very gracious, thank you.

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