ARE YOU ON THE JOURNEY?
In Years Five and Six of Suzanne’s 11-year transformational quest for ‘the Truth’, she learns how to ‘order’ things from the Universe, and is surprised at what turns up! Be careful what you wish for!
She also learns to ‘Trust the Process’.
Extract from Year Five:
R U ‘The One’?
Whilst out performing one night, one of the organizers of the event told Suzanne about a competition that was in progress. They were looking for poets of African descent to include in an anthology, and the overall winner would get their poetry collection published for free. Suzanne eagerly took down the website details, and the following day, went online to get more information about the competition.
It sounded too good to be true – this was just what she needed to get her book published; she was sure her collection would win – she could just feel it in her guts!
She called the number to speak to someone. A baritone voice answered the phone. “Hello, Black Independent Publishers, Solomon speaking, how can I help you?”
“Oh hi Solomon, my name’s Suzanne; I was just calling to get some more information about the competition you’re running”
“Ok…what would you like to know?”
“Well, I’ve been on the website and viewed the criteria, and I just wanted to get an idea of the type of response you’ve had so far really”
“The response has been great – are you trying to weigh up your chances of winning?” he asked in an amused tone.
“Well, yes” Suzanne confessed.
“Well you have just as good a chance of winning as anybody – but you’ve got to be in it to win it, so the sooner you get your poems in the better! What type of poetry do you write?” he asked.
“Love poetry mainly, anything to do with relationships”
“That always goes down well – go for it! Would you recite one for me now? I love poetry” Solomon requested.
“Really? Well most of my poems are really long, so I’ll just give you a snippet of one, ok?”
“Ok, go ahead”
“This one’s called ‘Ode to My King Part 1’ and it’s written in the style of ancient Egyptian poetry, ok?”
Suzanne began; “Beloved, what shall I compare you to? Spiritually, you are like a tree standing tall and strong, with roots that go much deeper than our wrong; see you remember the richness of our history, before slavery, when we ruled as kings and queens, scientists and inventors, building empires! And now, you bear the mark of our ancestors; you are strong both physically and mentally. You have the Genius Gene; man, you don’t know how much you inspire me!
…Shall I stop there?”
“No, no, keep going”
“Ok… Let me study YOU and get my degree from Mother Nature’s university, for there is nothing more I’d like to achieve: Your eyes are like two pools, sparkling and watery, and in them I see the perfect reflection of…me. Your nose resembles the ones cut off the great statues in Egypt; too defined for the white man’s mind, but I like it!” (Solomon laughs)
“Your lips are like two juicy mangoes, and your kisses, sweeter than honey. Your voice is like a deep, dark river, carrying me away to ecstasy…I think I should stop there”
“Why, is it ex-rated?” Solomon asked “I was just getting into that!”
“No, it’s not ex-rated – that comes in ‘Ode to My King Part 2!”
“Well go on then, give me some more!” Solomon urged.
Suzanne sighed. “Ok…Your neck is like a tower, strong and sturdy, and around it you wear a reminder of our history…” Solomon interrupted her; “I’M wearing a reminder of our history!”
“Are you? What is it?”
“Some cowrie shells!”
“Oh! Well, you’ll like the next line then; “Your teeth are like a string of cowrie shells, and when you smile, you light up my world!” (Solomon laughs again)
“Listen, this poem is six pages long – I couldn’t possibly recite it to you all over the phone!” Suzanne concluded.
“Well I’d like to hear the rest of it – why don’t we meet up, then you can give me a personal performance?”
“When my first collection is published, then you’ll be able to read it all” Suzanne responded bluntly.
“Oh don’t be like that, you sound like just the type of sister I’d like to get to know. In fact there’s an event going on this Saturday that I’d like you to come to – the African Market, we have books for sale, garments, jewellery, carvings, all sorts – they even do live performances, maybe I can even get you a slot to perform one of your poems”
“Mmmm…sounds interesting, what time?”
“It starts at 11am. Give me your email address and I’ll forward you the details”
“Ok…” Suzanne gave Solomon her email address and he ended the conversation; “Try and make it if you can, I’d really like to meet you”
“I’ll do my best” Suzanne promised.
He sent her the email straight away with the added message;
“I’ll look out for you!”
Listen to ‘Ode to My King Pt.1’:
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Cezanne Poetess ♥ (Author, Poet, Artist, Black Love Promoter)