obtained by digging

experience flashes over us
like the morning shower

the more intense it is
the more difficult to grasp

for one whole second
let alone an hour

if I could only hold a moment
from that wellspring of joyous giving

but all I have are these
dull memories

like casts and molds
no longer living

so long ago it seems
intangible as dream

but for these cold fossil forms
obtained by digging

father figure

I have dug too Mr Heaney
with pen and pencil both
I have dug a hole
to bury a mountain in
but found I do not have
much treasure there
only this observation
with which I have the nerve
to make compare
that I sat and watched 
my father digging too
but only realised
when the mountain
was no longer there