Metamorphosis

Fuelled by the hum of infinity,
mind engages, body joins in,
opening heart out into soul,
then becoming song.

Strands of resonance,
spinning threads of light,
weave in sonic tapestry
a chamber for dreaming.

Reflecting from within to withinner,
willingly caught innerly within,
dream-time gives birth to knowing that
life begins as song and the song never ends.

Emerging from there into the music,
from being there into Being here,
onward to newness, next and beyond,
the becoming song exercises its wings.

© 2011 by Elisabeth T. Eliassen

Here Now

—an homage to John Lennon

Only dimly aware of where you have been,

I really don’t know all the ins and outs,
but none of that matters now,
because you are here with me now.

You don’t know where I’ve been,
sometimes stuck in fears and doubts,
but none of that matters now,
because you are here with me now.

Coming of age from the children we’ve been,
we’re learning to sing by softening our shouts,
but none of that matters now,
because you are here with me now.

And Wow! Now is why we are here, then—
the now, the how and the why withouts;
simple, but not so that it matters,
because we are together here now.

Here is where we go from where we’ve been
to where we’ve never been, before or about,
and really nothing else much matters,
because on we go, together from here, now.

© 2010 by Elisabeth T. Eliassen