In order to create we move the lines
The boundaries or the edges of the forms
Co-created, neither yours nor mine
Who was it who made the first designs?
To start with it is frightening then more calm
In order to create we move the lines
How we do it, can we now define?
Let the eyes graze till they leave the norm
Co-created, neither yours nor mine
Let the colours wander till combined
Reverse the ground and let new figures form
In order to create, arrange the lines
If it’s common keep it unrefined
Don’t impress with artificial charm
Co-created, neither yours nor mine
Like Picasso, you may cause alarm
Keep the secret locked away from harm
In order to create we move the lines
When created, it’s both yours and mine
How my heart sings 