Monday, March 26, 2007

The god of dirt

I will let the reader discover the source of the title of this post. I am sitting on the sand, a broad expanse of pure white grains of calcium carbonate. Each powdery grain contains a billion billion atoms (by my rough calculation), atoms of carbon, oxygen and calcium forged in stars that lived and died long before the Earth was born. Now. The grains adhere to my skin, a sugary frosting of stardust. Now. Atoms fused in the hot interiors of stars from the primeval stuff of creation. Now. I dig and scoop. The sand shifts with each lick of the tide. Now. I bury my foot in the ash of stars, I push my foot deep into the root of the world. Here. This. Now.