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Before Dusk

You caught my eye, this slight movement as I watched the sun’s long-lingering rays, slant shafts of yellow layering between shadows beginning to rise…. And I wondered why — you had such a cozy bed, a home of nutrients and shade, so why are you inching up this brick, away from the silken petal ofContinue reading “Before Dusk”

This Life

Now you rise at the first chirping of the birds, but then all their sounds will grow faint. — Ecclesiastes 12:4 Tucked into the green, still so deeply enfolded, until your part on stage begins, a play in thee acts, the bud, the bloom, the fall back into humus. —C.L. Fisher, May 2021 Unless otherwiseContinue reading “This Life”

Fury

Just the magnitude of the sky, the rise and building of such dark clouds, the horizon like a swelling wave from a mighty ocean, the downdraft and sideways rain before the hail began, and I marveled as I drove, praying for safety but also so very moved by the majestic beauty of it — creation,Continue reading “Fury”

So Much More

I came that they may have and enjoy life, and have it in abundance {to the full, till it overflows]. — from John 10:10, Amplified Version Cradled by a petal, surrounded by the tranquil scent of the most pleasing roses, I found you here yesterday and again when I returned today, and I find myselfContinue reading “So Much More”

The Rains

“The roadside flowers, too wet for the bee, Extend their bloom in vain. Come over the hills and far with me, And be my love in the rain.” —from A Line-Storm Song by Robert Frost The birds have shuttered in their nests, the bees have found the hive, the butterflies have closed their wings toContinue reading “The Rains”

What Wonders

How is it this long, wasp-like but wingless creature becomes a little, unassuming ladybug? Smaller, she is but a dainty remnant, an emergence of a speckled & friendly dot from this some-what scary looking, long-legged infant we might swat…. We know so little of the natural world, most of us, at least, inside walls, headsContinue reading “What Wonders”

Finding Solace

She sits between a toadstool and thistle, the little frog whispering in her ear, the only other sound the buzz of a sleepy bee, the kiss of a butterfly wing, and her thoughts in tune with the wind moving through the nearby trees, and she is at peace. –C.L. Fisher, May 2021 Unless otherwise indicated,Continue reading “Finding Solace”

Perfect Parcels

Tiny white petals like folded butterfly wings displayed on a tiny green leaf, perfect parcels, a ready gift, if you just lean into this waiting wilderness. —C.L. Fisher, May 2021 Unless otherwise indicated, all content, including writing and images, are the work of C.L. Fisher and may not be copied, used, or distributed without permission.

Distant Light

…the evidence of things not seen. — Hebrews 11:1 I look long into the sky, peering into blue-gray clouds, straining to see past the nebulous, thick layer into calm space, so wanting to see the flicker-lit night, the distant light that happened in the past, memory from another day, and I find on this nightContinue reading “Distant Light”

The Flickering Hour

I’m settling in from the day, leaning into my everything- from-here chair, where I write, draw, read, think…..I reflect on the day, replay moments, consider all that happened from my 4am waking to this slow ending, sun fading on the horizon like pixie-dust, the curtain across from me haloed with the last amber light likeContinue reading “The Flickering Hour”