Diggers

In summertime we look for things buried in the clay. Our parents call us, but we lose their voices by digging deeper. We find arrowheads and campfire rings. Deeper, and we find Pleistocene glaciers, and past that, terrible feathered monsters. Deeper, and the town is an ocean floor. We drown as we dig until the earth is molten. We dig and burn until it crumbles to dust. We dig as the universe sucks its breath in to a single everything, and as that also fades, we dig still, like a stone into God’s own heel, to find what came before.

Photo Credit: Gnuckx

8 Responses to “Diggers”

1. joh n says:

   October 12, 2023 at 5:28 pm

   I love diggers!

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2. Teddy Kimathi says:

   February 6, 2017 at 8:38 am

   Mind-provoking and colorfully philosophical!! 😉

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3. Paul says:

   December 25, 2016 at 11:38 pm

   Delightful!

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4. Donald says:

   December 21, 2016 at 5:07 am

   Very nice!

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5. Stephanie A says:

   December 17, 2016 at 5:08 pm

   Gorgeous…

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6. Aunt Talitha says:

   December 12, 2016 at 4:45 pm

   AWESOME!❤

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7. Bradley says:

   December 12, 2016 at 1:51 pm

   Enjoyed it Amy. I liked the imagery.

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   • osamuyi says:

     December 12, 2016 at 8:02 pm

     This is a great story

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