Truth in the Blues

 Truth in the Blues

I walk on a windswept beach,
enjoy the teasing warmth
of an early April sun.
Having spent much time
in the mountains of late,
I am captivated by
a scene that appears, at first
to be acutely linear
with very distinct layers.
I stand
    and breathe
        and notice.
Sand swirls around my feet
and shifts on the shoreline
with the outgoing tide.
The waters near me
        riffle gently,
            flicker with
                 intermingling hues.
 My eye is drawn
                                                  to the wide horizon.
Such a deep blue
where the sea
meets the lightness
of the sky.
These contrasting tones
enliven tides
within the truth of me,
especially the richness
in the bounds of my blues.
How amazing it has been
to explore
my fathoms,
discover a trove
of  comfort, love,
 wholeness, sanctity
within
the lively textures
of grief.

Sarah Carlson
April 12, 2023