Ignorance is Shoveling

Will I ever run out of analogies of your love?
I guess I will when I actually see your face,
face to face.
Why do I need to talk to you down here?
Don’t you know what I feel? You know everything?

The deeper I dig out of the center of this earth
That has buried this soul, "Onward toward the sky!"
The more questions I ask.
I forget where I have come from and where I’m going.
A wondering wanderer. What to do?

Please smack me across the face like a bad date
So I’ll wake up and remember what’s been given to me;
What’s been ignored by me:
An elephant is in the room on his hands and knees serving me,
And I look out the window wishing for a better place.