A Season

“Once we have tasted far streams, touched the gold, found some limit beyond the waterfall, a season changes and we come back changed but safe, quiet, grateful.”

— William Stafford

In the golden season,

the grappling-gray

of our waiting winter

must soon begin.

And we will

refuse the bitter 

gall that rises

when spring

leaves us….

We will find 

our place

in a changing 

world.

Among the fallen

leaves, we will 

nourish, as they

do, what lies

beneath our

surface.

Content to rest,

we will give back

what so graciously

was given us

when we were young.

—C.L. Fisher, January 2022

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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