Amid the average days
of steady pacing — the working,
resting, doing, being —
there are moments that slow
to fullness in becoming more
than ordinary passings —
the times when the veil is lifted
beyond the confines of bone
and skin; our souls glimpse
outside these measured minutes,
this foot to earth existence,
and we awaken to the unmistakable
truth that once upon a time
we were created by One
who holds our very hours
in His infinite and artistic hands.
—C.L. Fisher, May 2020
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Poetic Meanderings 