morning sun gently slid over closed eyes
a distant memory flowed past
accompanied by the ever so slight wisp of a smell
paper, parchment, ink and stylus’
fall 1979
there it is
art supplies at the university book store
calligraphy items everywhere
such a treat!
not needed for my college classes
but something deeper inside called
purchases made and headed to the dorm
inside the cubicle
looking through the pages
putting stylus to ink and then to paper
how easily the beauty and the letters appeared
how sweet the flow
like music transferred to parchment
one could get lost in this
then life took over
and the candle light
faded away
but for just a small moment
in the early morning light
the ink flowed freely again
Safety in the Fall 