Clear path and the flower grows,
the man is between sky and earth.
Heavy feet go deep in the ground,
forgotten feet can fly.
Conscious knows partiality,
unconscious composes behind forms.
Without choice the bubble goes higher,
less dense is the way up.
Many become few and few become one,
higher perspective and disappearing barriers.
The free bird rises high in the sky
and the world is revealed as one.
All that exists is already gone,
all that is limited sees only limits.
Light motion lifts up the solid
until each thing is nothing.
– Elevation – Above Sides –
Enamel on canvas
70x50x3,5cm
2020
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