Unearthing the Heart's Emotions

Unearthing the heart’s emotions Is a dangerous task Down through the layers I tunnel Driven by sadness Driven by madness Am I ready to accept What lies hidden Like mushrooms springing From the musty, sodden earth Deep wounds lie festering In layers of scar tissue Bathed in dark denial And washed white by delusion Inside I spy Various gems and stones I linger with a chosen few Those I polish and return Others beg me to stay awhile But it is no use The pain of a second glance Spurs me forward Occasionally, I glimpse a rose Mixed with the discards I pause and inhale its fragrance Praying it will remain Later I return Searching Was it there? Was it really me? Too late it’s gone But the sense That I glimpsed it once Gives renewed hope. Tomorrow I will Better sort the Treasure from the trash. Third or fourth version Oct 2011 KDK