The light hit in just the right slant, rays breaking in, the blue of the sky diving into the deeper amber shades on the far horizon and I feel as if I am at the bottom of a lake, slowly being pulled to the surface, satisfied to be drowning in one breathtaking moment. —C.L. Fisher,Continue reading “Breathtaking”
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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”
A Silence
We cannot hear the light, the casting of shadows or the rays that follow fair morning’s rise; it lifts from slumber and settles in a silence beyond quiet, startling in the thunderous hush of a shaft of splendor that takes our breath away as the world declares the clearing of night and dawning brilliance inContinue reading “A Silence”
Passing Through Heaven
The sun rises at one end of the heavens… — Psalm 19:6 You passed through a shower of leaves, the light rising amid the overhang of trees, and I thought of heaven in that ray-spark moment when the sun sent just enough light to give this trellis a halo, as if I could step intoContinue reading “Passing Through Heaven”
Silent Conversation
“With a bound, the sun of a molten fiery red came above the horizon, and immediately thousands of little birds sang out for joy, and a soft chorus of mysterious, glad murmurs came forth from the earth; the low whispering wind left its hiding-place among the clefts and hollows of the hills, and wandered amongContinue reading “Silent Conversation”
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”
The Bur Oak Tree
I enjoy the serene offerings of cornflower blue lantana, the pleasing scent of yellow shrub roses, the moonlight glow of the blue plumbago that all grow near or under the canopy of this strong bur oak, a shield and protector in this tiny garden I roam. This day, this hard day when life is setContinue reading “The Bur Oak Tree”
Finding Poetry
I find it in the spilling autumn leaves, the harvesting of apples, the ladybug clinging to clover, the lavender dawning on a new horizon, the fire of one lone star sparking through a cloudy dusk — the moment my heart knew beauty was created by God, at that instance, I knew poetry. —C.L. Fisher, October 2020 Unless otherwise indicated, allContinue reading “Finding Poetry”
The Artist
A moonbeam rides along the angled roof and sits in the hollows under eaves outside my window as I consider starlight in drifts, like mist blown on ink. The blue haloed Venus has light distilled to white and then diffused into a translucence of beautiful gauze. Moon, stars, all glorious on God’s obsidian canvas, andContinue reading “The Artist”
Poetic Meanderings 