Dig Me Up

Dig Me Up
By: Joy Ortiz

Dig me up and shake me free
Of clinging clods and earth.
Carry me to soil and sun
Where winds blow fresh and fierce.

Fill my days with singing.
Burst me into bloom.
Plant me deep in patience.
Give my roots more room.

Take me to the sunshine.
I'm tiny in this shade.
Break the sky wide open.
Feed my soul with rain.

I'm little, new, and thirsty.
My stem is young, but strong.
My leaves reach up with longing;
My sap runs sweet with song.

Dig me up and plant me!
I'm hungry for a home.
Release my roots and free me
From everything I've known.

Winds of change are stirring.
Deep calls out to deep.
Seeds grow quick with longing
To waken from their sleep.

My soul is parched and fainting.
I'm wilting, waiting; small.
Revive me with your promise.
Remind me of your call.

Take me somewhere rich with life
Where I can grow and thrive.
Train and cultivate me.
Teach me how to be alive.

Maker, great Creator,
You lift me from the dirt.
The digging up is painful, but
Your presence soothes the hurt.

I don't know where I'm going,
Nestled firmly in your hand.
I'm blind and deaf, but knowing
Where you are is where I'll land.

I trust you with the journey
As my destiny unfolds.
Dig me up and plant me!
My life is yours to hold.