Nature’s peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees. — John Muir Let us find the green in winter, the places where growth thrives, there we will seek hints of vital color, waking us to life. —C.L. Fisher, January 2022 Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are the work of C.L. FisherContinue reading “Green”
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The First Pleasure
God Almighty first planted a garden. And indeed, it is the purest of human pleasures. — Francis Bacon I imagine Eve tended the roses that bloomed in the garden, dreamily losing herself down the silky stairwells into a beauty that stills the soul. —C.L. Fisher, January 2022 Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images areContinue reading “The First Pleasure”
Slipstream
“I love the silent hour of night, For blissful dreams may then arise…” — Anne Bronte Just one more note, a crescendo stilling me to rest, the coming silence welcome — may it ease me into a slipstream of unconsciousness, the place of dreaming, the place where the grappling sound finds image, diffusing the day’sContinue reading “Slipstream”
Ad Infinitum
With an eye made quiet by the power of harmony, and the deep power of joy, we see into the life of things. — William Wordsworth If you don’t mind, I would just like to sit here for a while, no schedule, no ticking-clock, no deadlines, with the only expectation the next quiet moment…. AdContinue reading “Ad Infinitum”
If I’m Still…
There are certain half-dreaming moods of mind in which we naturally steal away from noise and glare, and seek some quiet haunt where we may indulge our reveries and build our air castles undisturbed. – Washington Irving I can see beloved faces, trace each precious line, follow each curve,… I can hear laughter, feel aContinue reading “If I’m Still…”
Repose
Sunlight settled in a deep patch of emerald revealing a tangle of petals and wings; nearby I lingered stilled and bewildered by the sheer beauty of tiny, overlooked things. —C.L. Fisher, October 2021 Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are the work of C.L. Fisher and may not be copied, used, or distributed withoutContinue reading “Repose”
Lullaby
Raindrops softly tapping the window is nature singing us a sweet lullaby. — Unknown It was not long before the lingering rumbles and gently plodding rain lulled me to sleep, a sweet, late afternoon nap that reminded me of the pleasure of being still, being safe, being comforted by all the warm-niceties in this placeContinue reading “Lullaby”
A Gift of Fall
… waving woods and waters wild do hymn an autumn sound. —Elizabeth Barrett Browning We pretend it is fall, and the world consents, so we open windows, listen to the steady drops, nap near a window where the cloud- cooled winds gently greet us, put a soup on a low, slow simmer, and linger overContinue reading “A Gift of Fall”
Soothing Balm
The heavens proclaim the glory of God. The skies display his craftsmanship. Day after day they continue to speak; night after night they make him known. They speak without a sound or word; their voice is never heard. Yet their message has gone throughout the earth, and their words to all the world. — PsalmContinue reading “Soothing Balm”
Cape Daisy
You hold a sunrise, the edges and brightness of orange and mellowness of a lavender awakening to plum; your arms outstretch in perfect white light, you are nested in the most vibrant green — an entire arboretum I could walk through again and again, if only I had more hours to amble and get lostContinue reading “Cape Daisy”
Poetic Meanderings 