Blue Anchor & You (a poem by Mary, with photos by Hannah)

Blue, anchor, God, satis, enough.
Sea, home, You,
content and satisfied.

Here I am content.
Here is where my heart is home.
With You, by the deepest
blue, anchored
in You.

In this
one-hundred-year-old church You
bound my wand’ring heart to Thee
by the blue salt sea.

Salt hair, tan face, full cup.
Hours of dishes, long days,
Keep your head up.

Here with head up you can see
in the hundred-year-old-church
by the little ol’ sea
Love
and the cross
(as if the two are different)

At night with head up:
edgeless black and stars
cabin ceiling scars
the cross again
and warm tree wind.

Salt hair and handiwork
we the handiwork
work with our hands
a few steps,
leaps,
bounds
from the
deep
blue
sea and sand