Caught up in duality this questioning mind doubts every thing.
Wonders what is true?
This phenomenal world, a venturing ground,
For every breath that I take,
Or the mystical other worlds, distant abode of my soul.
Is there a finality in this spherical journey?
Or my soul wanders here free, detached and undetected,
Tasting the ambrosia of duality
Enjoying every bit it,
To take part in all that Life has to offer.
Savita Tyagi
April 8,2024
Rereading Ambrosia Of Duality I am reminded that YOU mentioned 'mystical' before I did. Having been married thrice+, I know marriage can be 'agreeable' and 'disagreeable' i.e. a duality! Ha ha. 4 **** my friend. Enjoy! ! bri : )
'As hinted at by the word 'dual' within it, duality refers to having two parts, often with opposite meanings, like the duality of good and evil.'
Savita, I'll take more of the ambrosia (salad) PLEASE! ! Your poem seems mystical. I'm not mystical, though I may be a mystery to some.
Getting 'down to earth', my mom used to make: 'Ambrosia Salad is a creamy fruit salad loaded with pineapple, mandarin oranges, coconut and miniature fruit-flavored marshmallows.' '
(cont.) It was brought to the gods in Olympus by doves and served either by Hebe or by Ganymede at the heavenly feast.[3][4] Ancient art sometimes depicted ambrosia as distributed by the nymph named Ambrosia, a nurse of Dionysus.[5]'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'In the ancient Greek myths, ambrosia (/æmˈbroʊziə, -ʒə/, Ancient Greek: ἀμβροσία 'immortality') is the food or drink of the Greek gods, [1] and is often depicted as conferring longevity or immortality upon whoever consumed it.' (cont.)