“Man has created some lovely dwellings — some soul-stirring literature. He has done much to alleviate physical pain. But he has not…created a substitute for a sunset, a grove of pines, the music of the winds, the dank smell of the deep forest, or the shy beauty of a wildflower.”
—Harvey Broome
We pause in traffic,
slowing to a stop, allowing
for one-way passage on a bridge
under contruction on a back-
roads drive through Texas,
and I am glad for the delay—
I roll down my window,
allow my eyes to focus
on the mellow-green
grasses, tall white blossoms
before a far-field of yellow,
wild-blooms under a serene-
blue sky — what a blessing
these unexpected pauses —
may I always find beauty
in the waiting moments, living
life as fully amid the interruptions
as I do in the smooth courses
on this journey of life.
—C.L. Fisher, June 2021
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Poetic Meanderings 