I’m closer to god,

whatever 

that is,

When I’m digging in the dirt.

 

It’s just pure evidence,

that life comes from death.

That matter is not destroyed, 

just repurposed.

That all living things are connected.

That we all possess the history 

of the billions of years 

of earth’s existence, 

of our existence. 

 

Maybe, 

all the differences,

all of our struggles 

to decide 

who is right 

who is wrong.

To decide 

what to believe 

and why.

 

Maybe,

they could all be resolved,

if,

we just recognize, 

that god is the dirt.