Dawn’s Song

Because of God’s tender mercy, the morning light from heaven is about to break upon us… —Luke 1:78, NLT There is a song at dawn when the lilac dust mixes  with awakening hues of orange — a peachy blend  of sweet violins and airy-bright flutes. —C.L. Fisher, May 2022 Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and imagesContinue reading “Dawn’s Song”

When I am Still

And may you have the power to understand, as all God’s people should, how wide, how long, how high, and how deep his love is. — Ephesians 3:18 Peace in soothing waves allay the what-ifs in me, knowing the permanence of God, the haven of love, this persistent, integral truth— He was and is andContinue reading “When I am Still”

Hesitation

Art is a man’s nature; nature is God’s art. —Philip James Bailey I would paint this delicate, blush-tipped morning rose,  choose hues to hint at the satin-sheen edges of curved petals,  but I fear the yellow  will be too bold, the pink overshadowing — How can I translate such rare and nuanced beauty?   —C.L.Continue reading “Hesitation”

Syncopation

“It is spring again. The earth is like a child that knows poems by heart.” — Rainer Maria Rilke  What sets  the spring-blue sky’s poetic meter?   Yellow daisies, ladybugs,  rosebuds, butterflies, and lazy,  breezy, dreamy afternoons. —C.L. Fisher, April 2022 Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are the work of C.L. Fisher andContinue reading “Syncopation”

Butterfly Haiku 

But these are flowers that fly and all but sing — Robert Frost, from Blue-butterfly Day The delicate legs step on hills of little suns— motion symphony. —C.L. Fisher, April 2022 Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are the work of C.L. Fisher and may not be copied, used, or distributed without permission.

Meditation

“I feel as if I had opened a book and found roses of yesterday sweet and fragrant, between its leaves.”  ― L.M. Montgomery A single   rose blushing  peach-pink deep within each satin fold  releases such  a lush incense I think myself lost in the ancient garden, back when all beauty was thornless. —C.L. Fisher,Continue reading “Meditation”

Let All the Earth

Truth springs up from the earth, and righteousness smiles down from heaven. — Psalm 85:11, NLT Through leather my fingers grasp the soil, plow a tiny portion  of ground, the sun warms my back countering the sensation of cold dirt still waking from winter’s slow-released breath,  but the pear trees know, the white blooms announcedContinue reading “Let All the Earth”