I know not the message of my soul of its entirety

SO I dig

I dig through the piles of empty words and their unmatched emotions

I DIG

I dig for MEANING

I dig for PURPOSE

I dig for LIFE

 But still, I know not the message of my soul of its entirety

SO I write

I write to cleanse my being,

I write to sort through the mess that only a hoarder can make

I write to clear the windows to my soul so that I may see beyond a confined space

I write to dust off the forgotten matter

I write to sweep away the particles of anger that contaminate me

I write to vacuum broken pieces that once were whole and restore them

I write to mop up any stubborn smudges of grudges

BUT STILL I know NOT the message of my soul of its entirety

SO I invite

I invite constructive criticism

I invite LOVE

I invite anything that beautifies and confirms my search

AND I hang them up for show for all to see

I hang up the artwork of lessons learned as a reminder to KEEP digging

Digging for MEANING

Digging for PURPOSE

DIGGING for LIFE

AND SO I will keep Digging, Keep writing, and I will Welcome LOVE until I know

 and the World knows the message of my soul of its entirety!