Collect, Debrief, Restore Control Poem by Julia Luber
Collect, Debrief, Restore Control
There were times the sun came down so close to me,
I felt that I had touched it almost lovingly.
Its warmth would clear my mind and heat my soul……
Collect, Debrief, Restore Control.
I'd see a shade in time with eyes collected one,
from every angle different of the same positioned sun.
I'd know exactly where and when and why.
I'd know what need for truth and also need for lie.
I'd see the way the world would move through time and epochs too.
And Identify and I and identify and you.
And then I'd find myself regardless through and through.
Unsure that it was me who needed to do what to do.
Here i am, dear Poetess, reading your beautiful poem - 'warming my mind and soul.' From what i have gathered after more than fifteen years of study of Indian Philosophy that it is important to know the opposites. For instance - the heat and the cold, happiness and sorrow, pure and impure. Only then, we can make a choice or a distinction. Absolutel Julia, the last verse says it all.
I am so pleased you are reading Indian Philosophy into my poetry- such a rich and colorful culture you have; I am honored I have touched upon any of its perspectives over here so far away. I suppose Bollywood and Hollywood aren't so far apart in mind and soul!
I'm surprised there are no responses to this one. I actually consider it might be the best of the sixteen I've posted!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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And then I'd find myself regardless through and through. Unsure that it was me who needed to do what to do. For the reflection and the articulation, here is a full score.......10
You're a very generous reader and rater; thank you!