Stand by the ways and see and ask for the ancient paths, Where the good way is, and walk in it…
—Jeremiah 6:16, NASB
Photo by Caiden Horton
Well-worn stones carved by years
of stormwater and wild winds,
a slow degradation, our Earth’s
eroding ways —these are time markers,
silent clocks but for the low
steady whistle of March breezes
as I step through yesterday,
today, tomorrow, and all this
window has witnessed since
the beginning when no moss
had yet gathered, no leaf dropped,
no groove had marked the path
I now take— But to where?
….
I hear no answer but wait.
—C.L. Fisher, March 2023
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Poetic Meanderings 