When you dig
What do you find?
The roots of life
Piercing the soil.
What do you find
In the roots of your soul,
Piercing the soil,
Seeking crevices in bedrock?
In the roots of your soul
Where the hurting lurks
Seeking crevices in bedrock
Holding on.
Where the hurting lurks,
There the truth lies
Holding on
To the shadow’s gift.
There the truth lies.
There you open
To the shadow’s gift
With a willing heart.
There you open
The roots of life
With a willing heart
When you dig.
–Laura K. Deal
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Poem from Dreams from the Word Hoard by Laura K. Deal
