Sustenance

…would the same tasks which fill our daily lives put on new meanings if we wrought them in the spirit of renewal from within–a spirit of growth and beauty.” — Helen Keller The hummingbird delivers  pollen to the generous flower, that open table draped in silk offering up delectable nectar, and this cycle fosters aContinue reading “Sustenance”

Daffodils

“Daffodils, that come before the swallow dares, and take the winds of March with beauty.” – William Shakespeare Why do daffodils hang their heads? Are the sun-drenched bells too heavy? Is the chill of February too dreary? Perhaps it is just that they, too, long to gaze at another lovey face or remind us trueContinue reading “Daffodils”

My Mind Aflutter

I saw an angel in the marble and carved until I set him free. — Michelangelo  I saw a butterfly, wings just opening near the lacy leaves, but then I was plunged deep underwater, gliding through the reefs behind a graceful angelfish — I thought only clouds could morph so easily, and then this brown-eyed,Continue reading “My Mind Aflutter”

Winter Trees 

The leaves gone and the bark. As if a man stood, stark, Till all had fallen away… — W.D Snodgrass We are bound to seasons, stitched within the movement  of time, we, like the trees, must stand stark in the breath of February, waiting for a new coat of green. —C.L. Fisher, February 2022 UnlessContinue reading “Winter Trees “

Sky Haiku 2

Sing to the one who rides across the ancient heavens, His mighty voice thundering from the sky. — Psalm 68:33 Serenade in blue, sweet carol to sleeping blooms — spring-warm lullaby.   –C.L. Fisher, February 2022 Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are the work of C.L. Fisher and may not be copied, used,Continue reading “Sky Haiku 2”

A Hushing Fall

“A few feathery flakes are scattered widely through the air…whirled again aloft into remote regions of the atmosphere.” ― Nathaniel Hawthorne The soft silence of snow, the morning’s crisp cold, the hushing fall of so many tiny, crystal worlds cocooning us into a long-needed pause, and I welcome the suspended calm. —C.L. Fisher, February 2022Continue reading “A Hushing Fall”