Silent Conversation

“With a bound, the sun of a molten fiery red came above the horizon, and immediately thousands of little birds sang out for joy, and a soft chorus of mysterious, glad murmurs came forth from the earth; the low whispering wind left its hiding-place among the clefts and hollows of the hills, and wandered among the rustling herbs and trees, waking the flower-buds to the life of another day.” ― Elizabeth Gaskell

We see pink

and orange

ribbons swirling

through the sky

as you reach

for my hand

and we stand

before this

glorious creation,

two souls,

one shared view,

hearts in rhythm

to the slow

opening of this



And I nestle

closer, nudge 

my shoulder

into yours,

and you know

my thoughts

in the silent


of just being

two, together,

lost in the beautiful


—C.L Fisher, June 2021

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

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