Trignosis 1.

1. illuminations

walking in the light,

a blinding experience;
there is no softness to truth,
and neither are there shadows
within which to linger on this journey

and it does continue,
the soul journey

blindness is
a necessary hazard
while traveling the interior

they brush up against me,
their wings barely touching me,
but I can hear them rustle;
they lead me on right paths
when I put my faith in silence
and release the hand of thought

in the desert places,
bushes burn,
and silence opens
toward the flames;
angel wings guide
no-thought
forward
to be quickened
and to be quenched

© 2011 by Elisabeth T. Eliassen