Then Jesus said, ‘Come to me, all of you who are weary and carry heavy burdens, and I will give you rest.’ — Matthew 11:28 Let us pray for those who labor on this day proclaimed for rest, for they must continue working, steadfast in a task — those nurses, police, and all essential personnel, Continue reading “Rest”
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First Signs
Here are the beginnings, the first turn of leaf, a fall burst of orange or shades of yellow, the green apple-like acorn resting in the frilled nest until the woven wood cap weakens its grip, lets go the darkened nut, and ages into a peachy, golden tan, and I long to walk under a canopyContinue reading “First Signs”
Insomnia
“O sleep, O gentle sleep, Nature’s soft nurse, how have I frightened thee. That thou no more will weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness?” ― William Shakespeare The thoughts just cycle, a continuous din, and no counting of sheep can quiet the waves of faces and questions, what ifs and whatContinue reading “Insomnia”
Song of Morning
Look at the birds. They don’t plant or harvest or store food in barns, for your heavenly Father feeds them. And aren’t you far more valuable to him than they are? Can all your worries add a single moment to your life? — Matthew 6:26-27, NLT I’m drawn to the call of the winsome bird,Continue reading “Song of Morning”
The Rose
A profusion of pink roses bending ragged in the rain –speaks to me of all gentleness and its enduring. – William Carlos Williams The rose holds ribboned metaphor, sharpened imagery, hued simile, as a bud or in full bloom, summer peach, wild crimson, or rush of blushing pink, a rose, just as a rose is…Continue reading “The Rose”
Roots
It is dark when we left town, and we anticipated the dawn from the road, the four of us sharing breakfast, pouring coffee from a thermos, filling and then capping our cups as mother passed out the freshly baked muffins; we chattered — sharing memories, talking of family matters, debating worldly concerns — and weContinue reading “Roots”
August Moon
An August moon in pinkish hues reflects a perfect pastel morning; what wonders wait for those who rise just as late summer’s light is dawning. —C.L. Fisher, August 2021 Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are the work of C.L. Fisher and may not be copied, used, or distributed without permission.
Loom of Life
“…The loom of life never stops, and the pattern which was weaving when the sun went down is weaving when it comes up in the morning.” — Henry Ward Beecher I’ve witnessed creation’s expanse through natural windows so many times, looms, like the weave of these limbs, provide a glimpse into a divine expanse, andContinue reading “Loom of Life”
A Solitary Silence
No chorus-flock waits atop this spindle-limbed tree as we watch the dawning, just one lone bird, his feathers tucked, sits in sullen silence, mourning. —C.L. Fisher, August 2021 Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are the work of C.L. Fisher and may not be copied, used, or distributed without permission.
A Grand Charity
When I look at the night sky and see the work of your fingers — the moon and the stars you set in place — what are mere mortals that you should think about them, human beings that you should care for them? — Psalm 8:3-4 There is great comfort in the majesty of treesContinue reading “A Grand Charity”
Poetic Meanderings 