Who Am I? Poem by Valsa George

In two, three days I'll have translated this one here.I hope in my translation it will sound equally beautiful.Thank you dear Lady, for the opportunity given.

In the most emphatic way the question you pose, dear Lady, was posed by Sophocles in the fifth b.d. cent.. In his tragedy Oedipous the enigma put to him by the Sphinx of Thebes had one right answer ''the Human Being''.In other words that is the problem we have to face ''The human Being''.You probe the mystery the right way, through literary history, through the first attempts of human beings who tried for a thousand years from 1500 b.d. until 5th century to face it.This is the period of the greek myths were fformed.The most important thing for human's history is that those myths formed not any religious cast But the Poets.This very fact was it which formed the modern civilization, the whole western civilization.It depends on modern poets to continue on the same route.....And you undertake exactly this Labour by this poem.///I have started translating the poem into greek.

Man, a jumble of contradictions, I know….A hard nut to crack! So unfathomable, so mysterious At once a Satan and an angel.....so touching and meaningful. A brilliant poem is so impressively delineated by yoy dear madam, thanks for sharing. Full vote.

The question you pose so exquisitely is one that can be answered in million ways and still would stay incomplete. May be Buddha got it right with his nothingness! Though that doesn’t satisfy me either! Enjoyed reading the poem. I was looking for your other poem but instead opened this one. So much to learn about mythology here. My favorite reading part.

hi, valsa! so now, with your help, i've read this a second time. the first, coming on it by accident, i was drawn in by the hamlet quote, one of my favorites from the play, one of my favorites from shakespeare in general. it just strikes me that it is we who have leisure who have the time to think long on such things. that said, in the role of teacher (like you) with young people, i have called attention to the importance of knowing ourselves. and certainly an important take-away from sitting in meditation is getting acquainted with ourselves as we watch our thoughts. one of the things this poem of yours reminds me of is of all the impressive writing on us taking both positive and negative views. the hamlet quote contains both. and what a phrase, quintessence of dust(!) on man and self-reflection i have several poems you could read: who are we? my sixty-eight year old self looks in a mirror scrawny chicken nature and man another glimpse of whitman listening to genius loves company on christmas morning imagine me several with home pome in the title fit this category, and in these you'll find some positive views of my wife and granddaughter. as i write this i realize that i tend to find comfort and inspiration in nature as a counter to my disappointment in people. glen

Triumphant! ! ! You put into elegant words my - and I believe all of our- - thoughts about ourselves. And you did it so far far far better than I could by using your highly educated and intelligent mind to reference the Greek mythology in your exploration of the heart and soul of man. We are such a mishmash, and if we live an unexamined life, we are such a train wreck. If we at least confront the man in the mirror, we do have the opportunity to try to change. Powerful piece of literature here. Worthy of a million ten's. Putting this on my Fav list.

Made of Dust! But with hope. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.