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”

Silence Settles Over Me

After the last creak  from the cooling of our home’s wooden  beams, after the cello’s  last note —the deep  vibrato lingering  and then fading as I  metaphorically lift  the needle before  another opus begins — after we have kissed and said our goodnights,  I take in and let out a long breath, releasing  the dayContinue reading “Silence Settles Over Me”

Shade of Silence

Quietude, which some men cannot abide because it reveals their inward poverty, is as a palace of cedar to the wise, for along its hallowed courts the King in his beauty deigns to walk. —Charles Spurgeon Sometimes I sit in the shade of silence, a corner or some placed removed from the common area, aContinue reading “Shade of Silence”