singing the threads

listening to Gandalf reading the Fagles translation touching the Emily Wilson 2017 translation page by page co-reading the epic with Prof and the reconstituted Skandhim vibing to Doug Metzker's summaries and analysis of each Book recognizing Greek's letters from my Russian language roots (surely re-watching the Nolan interpretation at some remove) something is re-emerging at the outer escarpment of life or is it the indelible inner shore of the river? it is the Rūpa of something ancient in me... the Vedanā that i strive to convey to the Others it is the dawning Saṃjñā of fleeting time itself where the Saṃskāra of words following upon themselves quietly becomes the Vijñāna that was there all along