We’ve become too accustomed

to the manufactured — our plastic,

microwave dinner existence.  

This pandemic has driven us

onto a seclusion, embedded us

within manmade walls as we view

life through the looking glass.

Let us get outside!

We breathe more deeply 

among the trees, when our skin

feels the warmth of sun or the cold

reality of winter’s raw frost, out 

where we can listen to life

in abundance, the morning call

of birds, the soothing hum of bees,

breezes caressing high branches 

of the aspen or pine, acoustic

trees, a whispering symphony,

pleasant and grounding us 

in creation.  Outside we find 

an open chapel to pray and be still,

thankful and fully alive, smooth

pink granite for seating, the rising

or setting sun in the distance

reminding us of God’s refrain

at the genesis of time when He 

described each wonder as good.

—C.L. Fisher, May 2020

Unless otherwise indicated, all content, including writing and images, are the work of C.L. Fisher and may not be copied, used, or distributed without permission.

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