Snow in summer

Posted on March 17, 2018 by Sue Vincent

deer day 042I stood like a mountain
Astride the plain
Watching with slow eyes
As life passed beneath me.
Feeling the seasons on my skin,
Each year a mere frisson,
And the years passed
Until snow silenced me.

I waited immobile
For the errant warmth
Not knowing or hoping
That it would find me;
Just waiting, as mountains do,
For time to take me,
Unresisting whiteness
Slowly eroded.

Kissed by the sun
I ran like water
Out of myself
A fluid gem
Laughing in the sunlight.
Flowing free across the land
With petals in my wake
And diamond drops.

Earth drank me
Took me to her heart
And I became the blood
Quicksilver in her veins.
I became her milk
And rose once more
Through the green stems
Of her diadem.

I sparkled in her crown
Jewels in her garland
Till the sun rose
And warmed me.
I rose then, insubstantial
Wedded to the clouds
That cast snowflakes
On the mountain.

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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.
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29 Responses to Snow in summer

  1. davidprosser says:
    March 17, 2018 at 06:06

    That was lovely Sue.
    xxx Huge Hugs xxx

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  2. robbiesinspiration says:
    March 17, 2018 at 08:16

    A magnificent poem, Sue.

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  3. Ritu says:
    March 17, 2018 at 08:56

    It’s snowing here now…
    And beautiful poem Sue!

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  4. jenanita01 says:
    March 17, 2018 at 09:38

    truly magnificent, Sue!

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  6. OIKOS™-Redaktion says:
    March 17, 2018 at 10:10

    Great written, Sue! Like an oil painting in words. Beautiful! Michael

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  9. Widdershins says:
    March 17, 2018 at 20:07

    What a wonderful cycle-of-life poem. 😀 … magnificent imagery. Bravo. 🙂

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  11. Erik says:
    March 18, 2018 at 13:22

    This aptly describes a few “seasons” I’ve seen in my life along the way. (And, as you wrote it, I know you’ve seen them as well.)

    In all, whether verdant or frozen, the key is to keep standing.

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  12. Marilyn Armstrong says:
    March 18, 2018 at 17:04

    That was beautiful and the photographs are also beautiful! Especially the second one.

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    • Sue Vincent says:
      March 19, 2018 at 19:33

      Thanks, Marilyn. They were both taken one snowy day in the Lake District… when I took my little MR2 down roads she was never meant for to places I would not have issed for the world.

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