Marsh Magic
peaceful personification,
as many shades of green, gray and brown
as a mind could dream up, the marsh
is actually heaven.....a haven
for little and great blue heron and big bass fiddle bullfrogs
for snapping turtles and long emerald snakes
I am simply a humble visitor....
Susan actually wept when we first approached....
the majesty and eye seduction
was almost more righteous stimulation
that a mere human can absorb.....
we found a nice little spot to open our stools
settle in. and try to pretend we belonged there....
the exotic water plants and ospreys
continued their business of impressive display unconcerned
about two gentle humans that had come to pay their respects
not to the dead, but very much to the spectacular living....overcast
days are the best days in the marsh
the light is perfect perfection
I feel a oneness that words fall short from
I feel fortunate to know this place
wouldn't mind falling asleep here someday down the road
right on my camouflaged three legged stool with the little pocket for a camera
and not wake up
- Black Marsh 6-17-20
