Tuesday, October 9, 2007

Renewal - Writers Island

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The key to reinvent
Is to forget what we know
What we think we know
And no longer mind

As if pressing the same buttons
Left our fingers numb
Like well constructed robots
Living auto-pilot lives

I choose for rubber instead
Erasing preconceptions
And disengaging filters
That made life seem so obvious

Leaves me full of doubt
Unfamiliar with the process
Of watching all come fresh
And though I give my best

I feel like a strange man
Living in a stranger world
As I try to recognize
All that’s seen for the first time



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7 comments:

writerwoman said...

I really like the last stanza. Its thought provoking.

Rose Dewy Knickers said...

What would it be like to try something new each and every day? You'd never run out of new experiences.

Rose

xo

tumblewords said...

You've presented an as-if world with possibilities that sings with potential. Hmmm. Nicely done!

Mary Timme said...

Ah, process! Don't you love it afterwards?

paisley said...

i loved this ... i have alway been forced somehow or another to reinvent or renew... this is the first time in my life i believe i have had the opportunity to choose renewal... it is a much more positive experience when it is by choice.....

Clare said...

Hi Gilson! What a beautiful approach to life -- not living in a robot auto-pilot way, but seeing each moment as new! I love this!!! It really speaks of being fully in the present -- not being jaded by the past and how things looked or felt before. Really nice -- and I'm reading this as I sit with my morning coffee and looking out at the new day -- thank you for this wonderful meditation!!
:)

Gilson said...

Thank you all for your comments! This poem was inspired by a new view of the world brought up by a certain level of isolation that my music study has provided me. I somehow managed to forget the way I used to see things which kind of makes everything look like it’s brand-new. The world really is a reflection of us. Changing me made the whole world seem like a different place.