The Artist

A moonbeam rides along

the angled roof and sits

in the hollows under eaves

outside my window

as I consider starlight in drifts,

like mist blown on ink.

The blue haloed Venus

has light distilled to white

and then diffused

into a translucence

of beautiful gauze.

Moon, stars, all glorious on God’s

obsidian canvas,

and I am but a humble 

observer held captive,

awed

by wonder upon

wonder,

star after

star.

–C.L. Fisher, June 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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