4 days of lockdown and dreaming of breaking into Toyworld to steal jigsaws Kidding of course!!!

Heya, Mingle will put asterisks where swear words are, I hope you are safe in your bubble?

The thing is, which came first? The Sumerian writings or the Biblical/Jewish writings. One could have copied from the other? In Genesis, Yahweh Elohim declares He is the Creator and God. The Sumerians declare there is no Creator.
Yahweh commissions humankind to steward the earth and animals. The Sumerians are just confused.
One is truth, one is not.
And then come the Egyptians....they have a much more organized Religion.

I am going to post poems for you to read. They will be random emotional poems, because right now we are experiencing random emotions.

A magic moment I remember:
I raised my eyes and you were there.
A fleeting vision, the quintessence
Of all that's beautiful and rare.

I pray to mute despair and anguish
To vain pursuits the world esteems,
Long did I near your soothing accents,
Long did your features haunt my dreams.

Time passed- A rebel storm-blast scattered
The reveries that once were mine
And I forgot your soothing accents,
Your features gracefully divine.

In dark days of enforced retirement
I gazed upon grey skies above
With no ideals to inspire me,
No one to cry for, live for, love.

Then came a moment of renaissance,
I looked up- you again are there,
A fleeting vision, the quintessence
Of all that`s beautiful and rare.

Alexander Pushkin

To all my friends, be kind, be strong. I am in lockdown, if you need human contact, talk to me by private message or here. Thinking, praying and loving each one of you through this crazy time.
Grace, I want to hear from you please, to know you are safe.

Ah ha! No wonder you like poetry....you write too. A sad poem indeed. Thanks for sharing gorgeous xxx

It is the thought that counts, they say.
**** Could mean anything btw. Hope all is well with you?

Ok? And you also believe Psalm 91 will protect you? Lord, please show mercy against our ignorance!!!

It seems I win with words.

Do you know words are insufficient?
Give me your embrace,
Give me more than words.
I am dying with lack of love
in a world that wants my beauty,
but does not know me.

You are the balm to my demise.
But you deny the water leads to the flow
where the waterfall falls.
Dangerous, powerful and I have already jumped.

I turn my head,
still you hesitate.

Catch you on the other side of passion,
if you dare.

Autumn, your words turned me to crisp gold
and red, with hues of brown, perfect for underfoot
crush. I felt it and I unlike dying leaves, shall fly upon the wind.

Is this poem a bit like Noah's Ark, releasing the dove to find?

How important is it to you that he can provide the lifestyle you want?
Is it important that he is a good provider?

I have noticed people can turn off their chats? How do I do this please?

I guess you do not know how broken a person can be and it's consequences...self destruction?

Give me thunder and lightening please. The best inspiration for poetry

It sucks. Rain, high winds and isolation...It is a good thing I revel in storms

I have recently changed the age settings of who can message me. Are friends under the age settings still able to message me if we have already been messaging each other?

Of course you were. I adore that in you. Take care xxx

Lovely.

May your birds be eagles who observe from on high, truth and pureness.

A blessing
from Ladywind