the silence found in the grey

An early morning walk into a monochromatic world left me longing for a little color.  Heavy fog made the skies grey and the exposed bones of the trees danced in the air like a silhouette against a mist colored curtain.  It was silent outside, only my footsteps hitting the pavement and the birds calling out for the sun.  I took a deep breath and drank in the heavy air, the silence, the fog.  I felt a cleanse and peace was lifted into a colorless world.  Happy Monday everyone.