Draughting

unhampered by outcome
the vanishing line becomes
freedom for new
perspective &
dimension.

uninhibited by form
the mind flows toward
the vague and distant
presence,
seeking coalescence.

unencumbered by conformity,
the spirit gathers itself
for omni-linear
exploration &
expansion.

uninhabited,
the foreground
represents every
convention
left behind.

© 2011 by Elisabeth T. Eliassen

Flickerings

Sun,
insatiably in combustion;
our best metaphor
of that eternal blending:
being.

I Am
but one of billions of strands
of the same growing shape
that startles darkness.

We hang together
center of the core,
there we melt,
for opposites attract.

Fire and ice,
they blend as we do,
somethings into nothing,
into something else again.

Such meetings are flickerings;
they light up life.

© 2010 by Elisabeth Eliassen