Plateau

The great brooding stillness over and through everything is so full of God. One does not wonder that He used to take His people out into the wilderness to teach them.” — Lilias Trotter

Passenger eyes gazing out

of the car window while you drive 

just outside of Sterling, I see 

the scrub and thistle of West Texas 

bush, dry and thatched mesquite, 

the layered pastels of sunset

meeting the flat tops, the scene 

I imagine whenever the word 

landscape comes up, memory 

upon memory of this steady 

and familiar road I’ve traveled 

since before I was born but only 

recently slowed down enough to see it.

C.L.Fisher, January 2023

Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are the work of C.L. Fisher and may not be copied, used, or distributed without permission.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: