Five Sentence Fiction…fabriic
Walking alone in the quiet of early morning she found herself in prayerful contemplation of the beauty around her. She wondered at the myriad of shapes and colors and sounds and scents, so majestic and complex in construction yet so unassuming and simple in composition, with every thing in its place with its purpose. As she walked it came to her that like the natural world surrounding her she has a place and purpose. This epiphany was soaking into the very fabric of her being. She felt strength and resilience, courage and confidence being woven into the tapestry of her life and knew that everything was going to work out; she was going to be fine.