A tiny green leaf,
A piece of rough bark,
The brilliant stars,
That shine in the dark.
The softness of feathers,
In a duvet, cuddly and warm,
An intact and delicate shell,
With a most entrancing form.
A soft and cool zephyr,
Gently lifting her hair,
A story told by Grandpa,
About some honey and a bear.
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Sue Vincent was a Yorkshire born writer, esoteric teacher and a Director of The Silent Eye. She was immersed in the Mysteries all her life. Sue maintained a popular blog and is co-author of The Mystical Hexagram with Dr G.M.Vasey. Sue lived in Buckinghamshire, having been stranded there due to an accident with a blindfold, a pin and a map. She had a lasting love-affair with the landscape of Albion, the hidden country of the heart. Sue passed into spirit at the end of March 2021.
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Thanks for sharing this poem, Sue
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My pleasure, Robbie.
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So beautiful 💝💖💜
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