C.L. Fisher

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 thistleContinue reading “Plateau”

Grief Blooms

Grief comes in shadows —a ponderous darkness pierced by light, beautiful shades of imperfect violets infused with so many lovely hues that, if we are accepting of truth, bloom into the fullness of sweet memories. —C.L. Fisher, January 2023 George Michael Wilks, November 16, 1947-January 12, 2023 Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images areContinue reading “Grief Blooms”

2023

My heart is awed within me, when I think Of the great miracle that still goes on, In silence, round me — the perpetual work Of thy creation, finished, yet renewed Forever. —William Cullen Bryant, Forest Hymn One year passes into the darkest hour as the new year reaches for the light of tomorrow, andContinue reading “2023”

Amaryllis

The tender green stalk gave way to iridescence, a scarlet spark bloomed. —C.L. Fisher, December 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.

Shards

“It is looking at things for a long time that ripens you and gives you a deeper meaning.” — Vincent Van Gogh Vincent saw swirling stars and moonlight rolling like waves before resting upon the inky mountains, and tonight I see a line of trees just outside my draped pane, and the passing light awakens myContinue reading “Shards”

A Thanksgiving Psalm

I have the will to go, to seek, to explore, to voyage beyond my front door or marvel creation from my backyard. I can imagine galaxies beyond our common stars, wonder about the depths of nebulas, and ponder the endless space that seems to stretch between those clusters of fire. I can forgive,Continue reading “A Thanksgiving Psalm”

Unfailing Love

Let me hear of your unfailing love each morning, for I am trusting you. —Psalm 143:8 In the haze of an early rising when the morning chorus of birds are still tucked in pine needle nests, I hear You in the stillness calling, and so I sing back in the sweet breaths of prayer. —C.L. Fisher,Continue reading “Unfailing Love”

Before the Frost

“Some of the days in November carry the whole memory of summer as a fire opal carries the color of moon rise.” — Gladys Taber I see the sky through the deep red petals and know the blue will ease into gray as these flowers fade and the world sinks into the rest of winter, Continue reading “Before the Frost”

The Monarchs

Two Butterflies went out at Noon— And waltzed above a Farm— — Emily Dickinson I held two butterflies lilting upon lilac mist flowers, each wing a perfect frame, tiny panes of stained glass, displaying autumn’s richest hue. —C.L. Fisher, October 2022 Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are the work of C.L. Fisher andContinue reading “The Monarchs”

Autumn’s Cotillion

Where waving woods and waters wild Do hymn an autumn sound. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning The last dance of the butterflies in this mid-October homage to spring, the wildflowers wait for the shift to northern winds, for frost to touch the ground and silence growth, but today there is time to flit and flutter underContinue reading “Autumn’s Cotillion”