The Hole

October 4th, 2018


The Hole

I found myself in a hole again
Surrounded by curious company this time:
A perfectionist
A people-pleaser
A scientist
An optimist
Not the sort of folk I had expected to see here

The perfectionist desired the best hole
The prettiest hole
The widest hole
The deepest hole
Our hole was not enough
Others had holes more so than ours, didn't I know?

The people-pleaser had been told to dig
So dig she did
Pleased with the comfort of direction
The knowledge of acceptance
The control of certainty
The achievement of expectations

The scientist cited logic and progress
We must dig deeper into the whole
Learn its ways, find out more about it
Sacrifice for what it might teach us
Holes are made for digging after all
And we would get to the bottom of it

The optimist reminded us all
Never to give up
It is always darkest before the dawn
We needn't stop digging lest we stop just short of the gold
Persistence, consistency, things aren't that bad
For surely we ended up in this hole for a reason

But, alas, we all didn't know
The rule of holes:
When you find yourself in one, stop digging.

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