A Season

“Once we have tasted far streams, touched the gold, found some limit beyond the waterfall, a season changes and we come back changed but safe, quiet, grateful.” — William Stafford In the golden season, the grappling-gray of our waiting winter must soon begin. And we will refuse the bitter  gall that rises when spring leavesContinue reading “A Season”

Where Has the Rain Gone?

…with silver liquid drops Let the rain sing you a lullaby. — Langston Hughes I’d like to hear the rain again, smell the air fresh just as it begins, watch as the birds find shelter, fluff  their dewy feathers, content as I am  to just listen to the comforting thrumming, a susurration only falling waterContinue reading “Where Has the Rain Gone?”

Jewel Bloom

I need no diamonds…. Adorn me in this jewel-toned bloom, with its dark hints of amethyst and shades of violet, with its welcoming, luxurious and seemingly endless depth,  just set me amid these blossoms in a tiny garden, and I am well-clothed. —C.L. Fisher, November 2021 Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are theContinue reading “Jewel Bloom”

Centennial Park

Community, then, is an indispensable term in any discussion of the connection between people and land. — Wendell Berry We watched the day end along our city’s skyline, the October night harkening back  to all that makes community special — the flavors, smells, sights, sounds that remind you of where you live now, and whileContinue reading “Centennial Park”

Joy Lives

Let the fields and their crops burst out with joy! Let the trees of the forest sing for joy! — Psalm 96:12 In sun-ray petals, in twilight lit dawning blooms — joy lives everywhere…. —C.L. Fisher, October 2021 Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are the work of C.L. Fisher and may not beContinue reading “Joy Lives”

Dawning Praises

Wake up, my heart! Wake up, O lyre and harp! I will wake the dawn with my song.  —Psalm 57:8 You sing for me and the mountain before the others  rise, and I feel as if I could listen  to this symphony, your warbles and the quaking  leaves, until Jesus walks me home — suchContinue reading “Dawning Praises”