I dig
layers of thick dirt
alive with earthworms and ants
a hundred feet down
and still going
I dig
expecting to find an ocean
the birth waters of the world
a vast underworld lake
I can set sail on
I dig
somewhere between heaven
and the stars
I reach
for the ground of all being
I am digging a well.
this is an act of faith.
jess! you need to update! =))
one of my co-workers saw your poem and said it was beautiful.
guess what? i concur.
also guess what? i miss you. mucho.
hope you are fantabulous. say hi to dan!
happy? :] thanks for giving me a nudge to get going again. Glad your co-worker liked my poem! miss you too!