You winged across an ocean,
Untiring, faithful in your mission
To deliver me sorrow, news of
Heart’s worst loss… The world
Stopped turning—still, soundless—
Even my weeping, mute river.
You blotted tears with onyx pinions,
Sat near, promised to stay awhile…
Continue reading: To My Hearth Returned (#writephoto)
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About Sue Vincent
Sue Vincent is a Yorkshire-born writer and one of the Directors of The Silent Eye
, a modern Mystery School. She writes alone and with Stuart France,
exploring ancient myths, the mysterious landscape of Albion and the inner journey of the soul. Find out more at France and Vincent
. She is owned by a small dog who also blogs.
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