I walked out into spring on Christmas Eve
— a pink sky, a warm breeze —
and time became meaningless
as I was stilled into that perfection,
the beauty of the calm and joyful
hope — there will be peace on earth.
—C.L. Fisher, December 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.