digging

I keep working as tasked from one day to next
Never looking up, nor stopping
Making sure to finish each day's toll
Making sure to smile and curtsy.

Suddenly a jolt; I come with a freight
To discover the sky so distant
Out of reach, out of sight
I've lost all ability to stand upright.

I have dug a well, so deep and so wide
Yet the water has not started filling
I have done as assigned, chipping away,
Yet never realized why, when or where.

Without any water, with no air to breathe
I have left myself gasping and coughing
I must find the light and pull myself out
Of the hole within which I'm crouching.

Reviews

[An owl on the moon]

In your thoughts you confess so much for endless souls digging daily, thinking they are somehow moving forward when they are merely getting lost deeper down. May we find a way to climb out from the darkness into the life-giving light.

[thetish]

Thank you for reading and sharing your thoughts. I find it so interesting to hear what others find in their reading.

[Anand Sehgal]

The image of a jaded, routined , chained soul has been depicted very well !
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[thetish]

Thank you, kindly.