Bounty-laden branches in golden
apple orchards, brilliant fields
of flaming poppies, a meadow
dotted with bowing daffodils,
pied patches of wild-sewn maize,
the amber thatches of wheat
that dance as the wind sweeps
over a wide plain, these leaves
laced in rings above my head —
Glory be to God for dappled things.
—C.L. Fisher, December 2021
*Italicized portion from Gerard Manley Hopkins’ poem Pied Beauty
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