I dug twofold deep in miry clay.
First, to bury the forbidden.
Then, to find forbidden treasure.
And many shovels helped me dig.
But a stranger came in a stranger way,
and took the shovel from my hand.
I felt by his smile he might lift me out.
But instead,
he said lie down.
And so there I lie
prepared to die,
as he shoveled the dirt back in.
And I heard him shout from up above,
don’t be scared, my friend.
Because I was once laid in that same place
And yet now…here I am.
Dec 21, 2025
Dec 21, 2025 at 10:10 AM UTC
I dug twofold deep in miry clay.
First, to bury the forbidden.
Then, to find forbidden treasure.
And many shovels helped me dig.
But a stranger came in a stranger way,
and took the shovel from my hand.
I felt by his smile he might lift me out.
But instead,
he said lie down.
And so there I lie
prepared to die,
as he shoveled the dirt back in.
And I heard him shout from up above,
don’t be scared, my friend.
Because I was once laid in that same place
And yet now…here I am.