
Quietly, creeping down through the hall
Silently listening, for those who would call
Knowing, exactly, what the arch kept hidden
This was a place, out of bounds, forbidden
Trembling, hoping she wouldn’t be caught
Leaving this life, no longer distraught
Tiptoeing, body against the wall
She listened, to hear their rapturous call
The winds that whirled, between the columns
Left a feeling of peace, serene and solemn
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About Sue Vincent
Sue Vincent was a Yorkshire born writer, esoteric teacher and a Director of The Silent Eye. She was immersed in the Mysteries all her life. Sue maintained a popular blog and is co-author of The Mystical Hexagram with Dr G.M.Vasey. Sue lived in Buckinghamshire, having been stranded there due to an accident with a blindfold, a pin and a map. She had a lasting love-affair with the landscape of Albion, the hidden country of the heart. Sue passed into spirit at the end of March 2021.
Thanks for another great photo, Sue! 😊
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Glad it worked for you 🙂
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Really nice Dorinda. Full of atmosphere!
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Reblogged this on Die Erste Eslarner Zeitung – Aus und über Eslarn, sowie die bayerisch-tschechische Region!.
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Thanks, Michael 🙂
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