“A bit of fragrance always clings to the hand that gives you roses.” – Anonymous Words shape our moments as we move from one conversation to the next, inspiring or deflating, so why do we waste them or use them as weapons? Speak peace that clings like a pleasant fragrance, inviting all within hearing toContinue reading “What We Say”
Author Archives: C.L. Fisher
Abba
He casts the stars on an endless canvas, brushes the sky with rays of amber, supplies us with every variation of peach, sets our morning aglow in lavender and pinks, lights a fire on evening’s last glance before it slips beyond our horizon, nestles us beneath a canopy of violet, lulls us to a welcomeContinue reading “Abba”
Shine
I didn’t fall in love with you…. I bloomed. I sometimes forget how bright you shine— I’ve become accustomed to your ways— but then when you laugh and smile as you tell an old story in that familiar style, I am taken back to the first time I realized my soul resonated with your everything-Continue reading “Shine”
Inescapable Dawn
The gray-eyed morn smiles on the frowning night, checkering the eastern clouds with streaks of light. — William Shakespeare Shy sun, resting behind a passing cloud, not ready to star in the requirements of hours, he waits behind a gray curtain, but his brilliance escapes, reminding us a full infusion of light will dawn… So,Continue reading “Inescapable Dawn”
One Step
Bloom where you are planted. Sometimes it takes just one step when you would rather not put the effort into trying, when alone sounds safer than joining the crowd, when solace becomes a hold on you, a way to become safely lost, but if you just step, a whole new world might open up andContinue reading “One Step”
The Wide-World
The flowers are springing up, the season of singing birds has come, and the cooing of turtledoves fills the air. —Song of Solomon 2:12 The wide world opens in this lilac-eyed daisy with its glacier white petals and streaks of ice-blue, a treasury of beauty on one single, unassuming bloom, and it awakens this fieldContinue reading “The Wide-World”
Dawn Rising
“Morning without you is a dwindled dawn.” — Emily Dickinson I’d share an orange sorbet sunrise with you at 16 or 82, like this cool, mellow morning — what a privilege to see so many day-beginnings with your kindness beside me, blue sky & clouds rising, a path before us, another excursion of our ongoing,Continue reading “Dawn Rising”
Carefree
Remember when summer tasted like fresh grass blades, the kind you chewed as you walked, face up to gather the sun, when late afternoon held the aroma of rain, and watermelon was salted and eaten on a tailgate, when June felt like freedom, freewheeling down the sidewalk on your bike or skipping your Lemon Twister,Continue reading “Carefree”
Asea
May the sea roar and all it contains, the world and those who dwell in it. — Psalm 98:7 I saw this picture of the sea, the saturated sand, the gray, salt-mist, the line of foam from the fallen crest, and some deep need to walk out into that cold water spray that tingles ourContinue reading “Asea”
Mumbling
…groanings too deep for words… — From Romans 8:26 Unsettled but ready for rest,… she prays, but her words are muddled, and so she rambles, knowing God can sort through her thoughts, decipher her heart’s need, make poetry out of her mumbled pleas… —C.L. Fisher, July 2021 Unless otherwise indicated, all content, including writing andContinue reading “Mumbling”
