Barren, bare and cold
The winter claims the land
The trees stand like bony fingers
Roads sprinkled with white sand
Dull sun and dark moon
Slippery road and icy chute
Frozen lakes and white roofs
Muffled birds and mountains mute
All dreaming of a warm ray
Dozing off on winter’s lap
Spring sent its green spies
To revive earth from her icy nap
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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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