Listening to McKellen reading the Fagles translation

touching the Wilson 2017 translation page by humming page

co-reading the epic with Prof and the reconstituted Skandhim

vibing to Metzker's summary and analysis of each Book

recognizing Greek's glyphs from my Russian language roots

{surely re-watching the Nolan interpretation at some remove}

something is re•emerging at the outer escarpment of my life

or at the evanescent inner shore of its 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.