Complicated Poem by Carolyn Brunelle

Not many days ended when
navigation of that craggy mountain terrain
did not require all the survival skills
painfully learned over a lifetime.
A struggle of wills and histories
carved complicated relationships
over the many years and landscapes.
Love was a river that ran deep;
But I learned to swim its rough waters.
Now all of it lies
deep in the earth with them;
deeper still in this heart
that is ever grateful
to those who made it strong.