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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required watching silently as the ground is disturbed, unearthed the simple act of digging a hole captives my attention shovelling multitudes of mixed emotions upon my heart reaching fingers to let the sands flow slowly through them life blood seeping, fertilizing soil, and yet draining emotion innocence disappears from within me, soul lost and confused strange a farmer digs a hole, raising such usefulness from within, to feed and nurture, life wondrously cultivated a young child digs a hole and places seeds of both real and imaginary, from the real flourish flowers of such incredible beauty the imaginary grow into dreams of color, rainbows of the future, where all is possible and the thrill is in the mystery, yet unblossomed others dig holes to build, the foundations of houses, a future of the everyday, of need and want, places where dreams are housed in security, waiting then there are the holes that are dug for treasure, to seek and search, to yearn for treasures to enrich our lives, to provide more than we have or really need holes dug to find clues from the past, to enlighten us, illuminating the future holes, simple mounds of earth, yet the reasons are as big as mountains holes in ones mind are opened, to allow possibilities, yet to escape reality the duality of a hole, to allow truth and yet to escape from it when need arises the heart has many holes, wounds left flayed wide open from lost love, holes from inferiority, abuse, and the constant pounding of thoughts callous and calculating, cold and unfeeling, the heart is one large hole, filled to capacity with the emotions of our lives, I stand now beside this freshly dug hole of blackened earth, where no life now protrudes where all future is lost, aspirations gone, no hope of the new, the rich or the beautiful as the ebony casket is lowered into this hole, all that remains is finality loss, surrendered lifeless into the earth and I wonder why, there is no escape bringer of life and yet taker of the ended, life and future returned mystery unveiled, unravelled, mystery no more, now just a hole in the ground once again
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