Truth

Getting to the truth of a thing

It’s kind of like digging for good dirt

Sometimes the earth

Is soft and compliant

The soil is easily turned

Willingly revealing layers underneath

So easy, allowing us to

Push our hands into the dirt

Pull up clumps of weeds

Plow a path for a Spring flower trail

Sometimes the earth is hard

Unyielding

Protecting the dirt

Layering diversions

Of hard rock

Perilous gulfs of varying elevations

Deterrents to digging

Deterrents to plundering

The precious soil

Explosives

Bulldozers

Full-on destruction

We press on

Digging deeper

In search of the elusive dirt

And what happens

When we have finally found

The precious place to build

The right foundation

Was it worth it

Or is the dirt revealed too sensitive

Too raw

Too damaged

Getting to the truth

Can leave a lot of destruction in its wake

Only to reveal something

Too fragile to take

E.A. Fussell

3/17/2019

Do Not Conform

There is a distant voice

Calling

It gets louder

As I get older

Calling

Do not settle

Do not conform

Calling

Love with abandon

Live with passion

Calling

Stay free

Enjoy each experience

Calling

Seek wisdom

Disregard skeptics

Calling

Take risks

Do not fear pain

Calling

You were created for this moment

Do not let it pass in vain

E.A. Fussell

12/28/2018