Notes Trinidad - land of the hummingbird... Yerette literally means hummingbird in the original Amerindian(Caribs and Arawaks) language. It is believed these mysterious birds, with their vibrant colors, flittering wings and aerial acrobatics, contain the souls of the local’s ancestors
The hummingbird - messenger ....of heaven He thereby connects humans with the power of God and raises them to the fifth (and next) level of human consciousness and the process of human development.
BEGGAR MAN AT THE ROADSIDE
A man of faith at,
The roadside sat,
A simple man, A beggar he;
Of another man heard he,
Called Jesus, an anointed one
God's only Son;
The beggar man, blind he was,
Bartimaeus son of Timaeus;
Jesus was passing along the road,
Where that beggar took up abode;
Summoning his faith he called to Him,
And, many tried to discourage him;
But, he called out louder and again,
For Jesus's attention, he must gain;
The beggar man,
That simple man,
Man of faith;
"Jesus, Lord, Son of David",
That was what he shouted;
And Jesus heard,
And Jesus answered,
That he be brought forward,
A meeting straightforward;
"What do you want of me"
"That I should see"
And by his faith thus stated
Was he a miracle awarded
He saw the road and followed
Posting an oldie today written in 2008❧✿❧ You've heard about the Monday Blues ❧✿❧ well this is Monday WRites (musing on the definition here of rite, as any customary observance or practice eg the rite of afternoon tea).
Welcome to Monday WRites #118, ❧✿❧ What's your mood like today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites ❧✿❧
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Blog hopping with
imaginary garden with real toads, its Open Mic on Tuesdays The Tuesday Platform
Blog hopping with
imaginary garden with real toads Weekend Mini-Challenge: Out of Your Own Words
Magalay asks of us to use the line of one of our old poems to start a new poem and link to the old poem
I used from Message To A Poet
verse 3 Line 3 "Be inspired by the ambience"
FUTURE PERFECT(QUESTION MARK)
It is the time penultimate zone of new normal; people are just that people, Ego looks overs his people with courage, [fear has been banished, forever-?] if you read something in the news you do not like, you can *suck your teeth [in T&T*cheups] and say false news - false news , politics is about who visits whom, and who [ didn't], tweets are of birds and men.
Time does not exist; ceteris paribus, there is no chaos, if you leave The Village of A on Tuesday you can arrive at The Village of B on Monday [of the same week], there are no nights, [just sun and moon intervals], everything is clear cut, we are everything, and nothing then.
The couple next door is [having] a baby; they sit at the table, talking shop: colour of eyes, shape of nose, feel of hair, these are good people, they do not squabble, swaddled in sweet grey (very cute), said baby arrives, [via a reputable internet carrier] next day YOU WHOO!!!
❧✿❧ You've heard about the Monday Blues ❧✿❧ well this is Monday WRites (musing on the definition here of rite, as any customary observance or practice eg the rite of afternoon tea).
Welcome to Monday WRites #117, ❧✿❧ What's your mood like today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites ❧✿❧
