Under the trees fallen leaves
blowing through the grass
dance to please the wind
while the gold stillness
of the afternoon sun
warms the glade
with the scent of hay.
Under the trees
meandering streamlets flow
water cold and clear
over flat smooth stones
mottled grey as a pigeon’s breast,
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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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