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Observer (Free verse) by Dovina

I observe a mind with facets watch its anger swell and dwindle see its joy flap high, then flounder inhale a smile while passions kindle Detached and free to lend critique I watch an actor come of age capture each new scene in wonder can’t wait to turn the page Through all, I do not tamper play moralist or God for that would cut my pleasure and make this poem a wad

Dovina 9-Dec-05/11:44 AM
Perhaps both of your standpoints are grounded upon a difference of viewpoint. Morality would come into play if I (the observer) were looking at someone else. Past tense would make sense if I were remembering history. Since the observer and the observed are both parts of the same person (as I was thinking when I wrote it) the scene is ongoing, both past and present.

I think we each have a part of ourselves that remains detached and open to whatever emerges within our lives. When the mind becomes used to such disconnected freedom, previously suppressed feelings may surface and can be evaluated objectively. I try to calmly observe without judgment. Each emotion will pass like a cloud in the sky to this observer part of me. When I truly become present without judgment, serene acceptance and deep contentment follow.

The converse is also true. If I judge myself harshly, condemn or punish for imagined failings, I undermine contentment. It’s part of an ongoing process of accepting myself with the same compassion I would show a child.




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