Growing season

Imbolc 122

Is there time enough to walk the landscape of the heavy heart

When springtime’s pastures beckon and adventure calls?

Should we run laughing out to greet them in the morning light

Or close the door behind us to an empty hall?

And should not summer’s warmth be full of brighter sun

Not shadowed by regret for what has flown?

Can we not sit and wonder at a butterfly

Instead of longing for the things we might have known?

When autumn riches settle on a fertile land

Must we look back and hanker for the spring?

Can we see nothing in the tree that bears the fruit

Or only dream of what elusive youth could bring?

In winter when the shrouded world is half asleep

Should we see nothing in the dancing firelight

But ghosts of yesterday and might-have-been

Illusions of a past that memory paints bright?

Walk lightly through the seasons as they turn and dance

The past is naught, tomorrow still unseen

And fall in love with life at every passing day,

For what you think you are, you will have been.

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 and on Twitter @SCVincent. Find her books on Goodreads and follow her on Amazon worldwide to find out about new releases and offers. Email:
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9 Responses to Growing season

  1. Jennie says:

    Today will pass you by if you dwell on yesterday. I love your words of wisdom, Sue. Beautifully written!


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  3. Widdershins says:

    Oh, I do like this one! 😀


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