Deep Indigo

Deep Indigo

A beach walk
at low tide 
in early spring. 
Though the air is chilly
and winds do blow,
I don’t fight the urge
to be barefoot 
on sand and swash.
            An incoming tide
                        and rhythmic surf
                    stir my core
        in ways both 
                        lively and settling.
Later, I climb a rocky headland,
stand firm on layered granite,
sand and salt between my toes still.
I gaze back to where I have been,
behold splendor once again.
This time 
deep indigo waters
shimmer in sunlight.
In these moments there is no gloom,
nothing need crawl away.
I hesitate to leave
such a glorious scene.
Just then, something softly 
washes through me.
I hear myself declare
with gentle gusto -
This… is all within me,
I… am within all this!!
A clear, sparkling energy swirls
with mingling tides of
 child, mother, grandmother
deep in the 
wholesome, 
expressive
 nature
 of me.

Sarah Carlson
March 27, 2026