Were I to Live today,
Throwing caution to the winds
Embracing life with Technicolor joy…
Then they would never know.

Were I to dance again
Feeling the rain
Laughing on my skin
They would not care.

Were I to weep tonight,
Unleashing inner oceans,
Healing sorrow with the taste of salt,
They would not see.

Were I to die tomorrow
Indifferent ignorance
Would write my epitaph
All unaware.

About Sue Vincent

Sue Vincent is a Yorkshire-born writer and one of the Directors of The Silent Eye, a modern Mystery School. She has written a number of books, both alone and with Stuart France, exploring ancient myths, the mysterious landscape of Albion and the inner journey of the soul. She is owned by a small dog who also blogs. Follow her at scvincent.com and on Twitter @SCVincent Find her books on Goodreads and follow her on Amazon worldwide to find out about new releases and offers. Email: findme@scvincent.com
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16 Responses to Unseen

  1. willowdot21 says:

    This is every emotion rolled into one!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Sounds like it’s gonna rain today.

    Liked by 1 person

  3. balroop2013 says:

    Superb! Love the depth of the thought and the words Sue!

    Liked by 1 person

  4. jenanita01 says:

    Your words echo every sadness, Sue. Every single one I have ever felt or witnessed…


  5. Haunting and evocative Sue. So much power in those few well chosen words.


  6. dgkaye says:

    Gorgeous Sue ❤


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