Just the magnitude
of the sky, the rise
and building of such
dark clouds, the horizon
like a swelling wave
from a mighty ocean,
the downdraft and sideways
rain before the hail began,
and I marveled as I drove,
praying for safety but also
so very moved by the majestic
beauty of it — creation,
the peace and fury of it —
astound me to a silence,
a reckoning of my own
smallness under the great
truth of His everything.
—C.L. Fisher, May 2021
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Poetic Meanderings 