Quiet

The dawn sneaked in without a blaze,
No flash of flame, nor golden haze,
No fanfare played to greet the sun…
And yet, a new day has begun.

Beyond an iron veil of rain
In summer’s absence, tears of pain
That wash the world and cloud the view,
A miracle begins anew.

I watch the silent start of day
Bring colour’s birth and blackbird’s play
And feel the first light grace my eyes…
Although I never saw it rise.

Beyond the cloud, beyond my sight,
Somewhere, the sun is shining bright…
It does not need that I should see,
The light behind the dawn must be…

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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21 Responses to Quiet

  1. Reblogged this on Spiritual Dragonfly and commented:
    This one speaks to me…had to share 😊☀️

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  3. Oh, I do love this, Sue 🙂

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  4. This is really lovely, Sue.

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  5. memadtwo says:

    Just what I need to end my day. Thanks Sue. (K)

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  6. macjam47 says:

    Sue, this is lovely.

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