There’s a touch of cold in the valley below
shrouded in mist above which pink skies glow,
this is the hour the soul takes flight
borne aloft on the breeze to gaze down in delight
on a landscape wreathed in misty froth,
a deep, mighty chasm hidden in the broth.
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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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What a great poem
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