Unseen

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 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. 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…

    Like

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

    Like

  6. dgkaye says:

    Gorgeous Sue ❤

    Like

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