Quagmire Love
An explorer of the deep,
part of what drew us together
all those years ago.
He was an observer,
a thinker,
a lover of life
and family.
The shock of his death,
for me,
shifted slowly
to an opportunity
to investigate organic
aspects of my roots.
Hard work
without a doubt.
We all have some amount
of murkiness within.
When we choose to explore
we can discover
grace in the gloaming,
space in the stillness,
majesty in the murk.
We can pause along
a winter river,
notice the beauty of
tannins in the water,
patterns in the ice,
freedom of unfrozen falls.
We can choose to relax
into our sweet selves,
honor how we have
made our way,
feel the strength
of our unique flow,
We can rest on our laurels,
feel the Love,
with ease.
Sarah Carlson
February 3, 2023
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