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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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