I See Dirt
Updated: Nov 5, 2019
We find ourselves when we lose ourselves.

I see dirt.
I see dirt, crafted by man, mostly by hand. Shaped and sculpted without too much plan.
I see dirt.
I see dirt, the hours toiling laborious work, of the lines and the rides and crashes and hurt.
I see dirt.
I see dirt, inhaling the leaves, the pine and soil intertwined.
I see dirt.
I see dirt, made just for the kids that have a like for their bikes.
I see dirt.