The Masterpiece

Pencil to paper,
She was an artist,
Pencil to paper,
She was so focused.

Oblivious to the world around,
The busy room,
A quiet meadow,
There's no one around.

Pencil to paper,
The birth of a world,
Pencil to paper,
The disappearance of another.

Such a pretty picture,
The picture on that paper,
The picture the words paint,
All from that pencil to that paper.

Thought of this while watching someone write in their journal