A display of disarray (part 2)

Be sure to check out (part 1) https://steemit.com/poetry/@crypto570/a-display-of-disarray-part-1

A story starts as light fades away. As last leaving ray wakens nocturnal day, flame to candle and work's underway. "Where was I? Why's this here? This chicken scratch is unclear... All certainty agree calligraphy is key! One of few things held so close to me." Flipping through pages of scrawl, "Nothing useful at all.." he laughs, crumbling papers to ball. On his feet hurriedly, "I've a need for coffee.." He brewed a drip pot fresh, then opted for french press. To the machine, "I'm unimpressed, brews burned and bitter at best.., but for habit's sake, each day a pot I make..?" Now caffeinated awake, adding candle to illuminate, onto work, "best not wait." And thoughtful strokes he did make, synapse sparks to English, he translates. He takes time to clarify, and calmly waits. Enuciates, "Slow and steady shall surely win race." Files to folder, to hand made wooden holder. A glance to the door, just over shoulder. As the sun sails up he readies the down. "Another productive day, steered clear of a frown." He said satisfied and lifting feet from ground.

Thanks for reading folks I hope you enjoyed it! If you like the story stay tuned for (part 3)! As always please feel free to leave me constructive comments, good or bad. Thanks again!