Friday, July 27, 2012


superficial, at first,
eye to hand to eye,
yet pointing deeper,
probing beneath the flat line
toward those dimensions
where light and shadow meet
in substance, form and life;
you have to dig a little deeper
to know what is really there.

find me;
find me in shadow,
find me in light
find me as substance, form and life;
trace the world around me,
place me firmly in it,
then take my hand,
hold me close
and tell me that I’m home.

© 2012 by Elisabeth T. Eliassen