Geology
Excavation begins,
chisel strikes
hardened rock
surface
So uncompromising
that not a mark is made.
Another more
powerful strike
breaks through,
a small cranny.
Slowly,
precisely,
painfully,
the work pays off.
Layer upon layer
lies beneath,
how disconcerting,
so much more work
to be done
to reach
the core.
Steadily
each layer fragments,
revealing
yet another,
hardened more
by time's passage.
The digging down
seems endless yet,
with sweat and tears
and little sleep,
the work is done.
The journey
to the center
reveals the magma,
the essence,
the truest form,
beneath all
the hardened rock.
Copyright © Sara Giroux | Year Posted 2012
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