A Lush Life

Let the fields and their crops burst out with joy!

— Psalm 96:12

A smear and dab of yellow wash

begins my practice — no theme,

no subject, just memory of blooms

and whimsy with shape and color,

and I find a stillness and peace

as I fill my brush with hued water,

contemplating life, lush life

that I have seen, that I can see

now in my mind’s eye, whole

oceans and lovely meadows, 

far lonely mountains and thick 

forests, and the simple wild

flowers in a little garden — 

we hold the imagery of creation

inside us, such a profound gift,

to travel to any place we have been

through the simple act of remembering.

—C.L. Fisher, October 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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