Drilling Holes – a poem about the bigger picture.

Drilling Holes


Drilling holes in people.

Drilling holes in teeth.

Drilling holes in rock.

We’re always drilling holes.

Letting out the blood

The disease and oil.

Lubricating health, wealth and self.

We’re busy drilling holes.

Time to stop and look at the whole.


Opher 12.12.2017



I wrote this a year ago and sat on it because it wasn’t quite clear to me. I finished it today.

All too often we are focused in on tiny aspects without glimpsing the whole of the universe, nature and self. There is a bigger picture that we are part of.

What are we doing to the planet? To our own psyche? Soon we will be gone and we will leave a hole.