Swift as the Wind… Stuart France

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A fast flowing river tarrys for no man.

Not least, when he moves at snails pace.

Nor even, if he indulges a little leap-frog!

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It is almost impossible to translate tempo from one system to another.

It acts like a signature, this metabolism of each seed-race.

If British, one longs for French panache.

If German, for Italian gusto!

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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 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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