digging in the dirt
i discovered roots
someone buried long
ago
with an ear to earth &
a strum with a thumb,
those old roots still
sung
of a time
running through a forest
always towards nothing
again & again &
again
roots
2 responses to “roots”
Oh, I like this imagery a lot, stumbling across a person’s roots, listening to their song. There’s a lot of beauty in that.
Sometimes in our own back yard.
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