“I would like to paint the way a bird sings.” — Claude Monet What do the birds know that makes them join the dawn chorus, silhouettes on a wire, shadows underneath a sleepy moon — they are as primed to greet the sun as the mellow lunar orb is ready to retreat, find rest withinContinue reading “Dawn Chorus”
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Morning Blessing
I will wake the dawn with my song.—Psalm 108:2 It is simple, really, just part of my everyday, most times before I speak, but after I kiss my husband, I amble my way to the kitchen, begin to brew my first cup, and I am overwhelmed with the blessing of just waking up. —C.L. Fisher,Continue reading “Morning Blessing”
Song of Morning
Look at the birds. They don’t plant or harvest or store food in barns, for your heavenly Father feeds them. And aren’t you far more valuable to him than they are? Can all your worries add a single moment to your life? — Matthew 6:26-27, NLT I’m drawn to the call of the winsome bird,Continue reading “Song of Morning”
The Moment of Sunrise
Haiku: One heartbeat of life in seventeen syllables, unrhymed. When morning blazes, birdsong is muted by fire — a reckoning breath. —C.L. Fisher, August 2021 Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are the work of C.L. Fisher and may not be copied, used, or distributed without permission.
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”
Inescapable Dawn
The gray-eyed morn smiles on the frowning night, checkering the eastern clouds with streaks of light. — William Shakespeare Shy sun, resting behind a passing cloud, not ready to star in the requirements of hours, he waits behind a gray curtain, but his brilliance escapes, reminding us a full infusion of light will dawn… So,Continue reading “Inescapable Dawn”
Dawn Rising
“Morning without you is a dwindled dawn.” — Emily Dickinson I’d share an orange sorbet sunrise with you at 16 or 82, like this cool, mellow morning — what a privilege to see so many day-beginnings with your kindness beside me, blue sky & clouds rising, a path before us, another excursion of our ongoing,Continue reading “Dawn Rising”
A Psalm of Joy
Dawn blossoms, waking the horizon as I sit breathless in the beauty of living another God-gifted day, and I whisper thank you in the cool quietude of morning, joy rushing from my lips in praise. —C.L. Fisher, June 2021 Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are the work of C.L. Fisher and may notContinue reading “A Psalm of Joy”
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”
First Light
The moment has arrived when the sun is close enough to rising that all the world is beginning to stir — the first bird calls, the fresh dew falls, and we begin our walk to find the first ray of sunshine. It is a good day to be alive on God’s good earth. —C.L. Fisher,Continue reading “First Light”
Poetic Meanderings 