Dearly Beloved,
Grace and Peace to you.
They're paving our street,
smoothing a layer over a crusty, cracked road
that covers some dirt and stones,
that cover a layer of bedrock that lays
over the mantle, that lays over the core of the earth.
Canyons prove the layers;
mountains disrupt them unpavably.
How complex is a human being,
the strata of memories, urges, fears and living things?
A*r*chaeologists date their findings
by how deep down they are,
layers beneath layers.
A bump in the kitchen floor in an old house
marked where the linoleum was laid
over a nail head that wasn't flattened
that still, from under, announced itself.
No doubt you've seen a seedling
crack the macadam.
Psychologists get paid by the hour
to uncover things that have gone deep:
in effect, they're paid by the layer,
undoing all that pavement.
My thoughts are paved over
with asphalt words,
my feelings re-surfaced.
What you see has been steamrolled...
while deep beneath
something rumbles.
Deep Blessings,
Steve
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Steve Garnaas-Holmes
*Unfolding Light *
www.unfoldinglight.net
*September 3, 2020 *
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