Liberty

Liberty

Suspended in salty goodness
she lays back and relaxes.
Gazing upward she marvels
at the blueness of the sky,
glowing warmth of the sun,
soft clouds flowing gently by.
She breathes in the fresh, warm air
allowing her lungs to fill as they will.
All is in motion and yet
there is nothing that needs doing,
not right at that moment anyway.
Her mind wanders and she remembers
swimming as a child
when her nickname was ‘Fish’.
She smiles as she thinks back to
that lovely little girl
so comfortable under the water
as she frolicked in the waves.
A quiet frown comes as she feels
residual fear stir,
but then there’s a release
as she realizes they are free from all that.
Just as the tides disperse detritus,
so can all that go.
And just as the richness of the
expansive ocean fills back in,
so can she allow the bounty to come.
Another deep breath
as she feels vitality, peace, and love.
The tides flow, come and go,
in freedom.
More and more she feels safe to enfold
the liberty
of her own tides

within.

Sarah Carlson

July 24, 2018