Notes of Santa Fe

The bells began,

the clouds rolled in,

the rain-cooled

breezes moved along

the adobe walls,

drifting around,

swirling down through

the sprawling conifers,

and everything seemed

to pause, accept

this moment’s reprieve 

from the high-noon sun, 

and we found a bench, 

surrendered ourselves 

to contemplation,

heeding the notes

of peace in the rhythmic

ways of Santa Fe

—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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