Power Of Beautiful Souls And Beautiful Minds Poem by Gayathri Seetharam

Power of Beautiful Souls and Beautiful minds
-Gayathri B. Seetharam
I watched Phillippe Monnier's depiction of Charles Dickens' book, A Tale of Two Cities,
In a cinema format and was moved to tears at the sacrifice that pure love can make
Even when coming from a man who has a reputation for debauchery or a lifestyle devoted to alcohol
But love purer than the purest, innocent and protective love, wins the moral of the day
By continuing to live its life to the fullest;

God came to me in a dream and said that I was Psyche, Goddess of Beautiful Souls and Beautiful Minds,
And gave me a video in which he showed himself saving Psyche from a snake in the underworld by slitting her throat
I thought that it was a merciful soul that God himself was and in his own way, he also worshipped Psyche
I am with birth, possessed of positive qualities and have had my fair share of innocent luck
But people do say that I should have been more fortunate for I am, in a way, God's masterpiece creation,
But as a Goddess of Beautiful Souls and Minds, I failed to protect a worthy, good man, Martin Luther King Jr.,
Who was assassinated on April 4th,1968,
And as punishment for my lack of divinity, God cursed me to an average life where I would not reap the rewards of my milestones to a just extent
And I was born on June 4th,1968, as Gayathri B. Seetharam, the newborn baby of my Indian parents;

I led a beautiful life till I lost my father in the 6th grade and became an engineer and worked a little
Before I fell in love and got married to a suitable boy
And came to America where the deceased Stevie Ray Vaughan with his brother, sang, "That's my baby in a short skirt
That's my baby in white boots"
And I lived the lines from the song;

I became pregnant at 29 years after graduate engineering school for 4 years
And the acquisition of an M.Eng and an M.A.Sc in biomedical and biochemical engineering respectively
And had a lovely, bonny baby boy at the age of 30 years
And after raising him devotedly for 22 months
I even worked for almost 2 years with pay in both university and corporate research surroundings
And collected employment insurance from my first position
And even bought a leased car for those were my driving days;

But in the fall of 2003 when I was hoping to pick up the pieces of my slightly stagnant career
I fell a little sick and it might have been that I was punished for wavering from my ardent feminist stand
And thinking that femininity would get me ahead
And this to God, was sacrilege for God had given beautiful love and beautiful souls plus beautiful minds
A feminine form and although the other Gods were male Gods according to Greek and Roman mythology
And they were the Gods of Intellect and War and Darkness and Health
He temporarily forgot that he had given Psyche a mortal form
And assumed that she was supporting the God of War;

Dear Readers, apart from the fact that I had willingly but unconsciously begun to percieve of my husband
As my superior for I was the very important but lesser wife
And this is justifiably so for he is the primary breadwinner
But it is wrong to think that women are a little unequal in the social set-up of humankind
And please do recall that America attacked Iraq once again in 2003
And although the act may have been justified and came from humanitarian grounds
For the USA thought that they should rid Iraq of a dictator, Saddam Hussein,
The utter callousness for Iraqi and American soldiers' lives in God's mind
For he, the Almighty one, was helpless in the face of human madness in conflict
Conveniently blamed Psyche for her lack of feeling for those suffering;

And thus, I was, Gayathri B. Seetharam, a terribly depressed soul
And I concealed the seriousness of my illness from others
And bore it in silent suffering
But my husband and son and other family members and friends were loving and supportive
And my son grew up tall and strong and good and intelligent;

In 2011, with the ending of the Iraqi conflict with America,
God became a little gentler with Psyche as he is wont to call me;

But from the fall of 2015, I became almost my former self
And this change of God's heart with the mortal form of Psyche, myself, Gayathri,
Can be attributed to Justin Trudeau, a form of the power of goodness in soul and mind
Becoming Prime Minister in Canada
And it can be said that God's beautiful soul is at peace;

But I shall end by quoting from the book, A Tale of Two Cities,
As is included as dialogue in the movie by the hitherto bad man
Who is facing the guillotine to protect the life of his unrequited lady love
And her husband who is paying the price for his parents having been aristocrats
During the French Revolution:
I am the Resurrection and the Life, saith the Lord
He that believeth in me, though he were dead,
Yet shall live, and whosover liveth and believeth in me
Shall never die;

I shall include a verse from the Bhagavad Gita, published by Quora,
A person in full consciousness of Me,
Knowing Me to be the ultimate beneficiary of all sacrifices and austerities,
The Supreme Lord of all planets and demigods,
And the benefactor and well-wisher of all living entities,
Attains peace from the pangs of material miseries.