Times Slows

The mellow music of the cello 

keeps time to the flicker 

of our candle, the undulating 

flame a reminder of the sun, 

the fire of our closest star.

I am overwhelmed by a sense

of remoteness in the gray

of this return of winter,

a bleakness that feels heavy,

that reminds me of all the pain

the sunshine makes more tolerable —

what is only a mist in spring

seems an oppressive shattering

in winter, what is only a cloud

in summer seems a engulfing

fog in this coldest season,

and I find the taste of memory 

leans to bitter in the chill and frost 

of a frozen February, but I am 

comforted by the warmth

of an unending joy in this 

contented, season-less, grace-filled 

faith that I hold like a candle

withstanding any cold.

—C.L. Fisher, February 2021

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