The Library

Fountain Pen

Inhaling the words like fresh air after a spring rain, she smiled. The scent of their meaning as newly plowed earth gives hope to the farmer, she heard her own voice between the furrowed lines. A photosynthetic confidence grew within this little country girl with each turning page that took her beyond the one-lane dirt road of her lonely existence. She found her calling in black and white.

world beyond
purpose held promise
in black ink

SL Prielipp-Falzone
© 2017

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