You stand upon the threshold of self
when the eyes outside look inward
past the outer and all its beauty and decay
Light plays tricks with shadows until
they are explored through the pathways
of your own labyrinth, discovering you
are not a cave of darkness, hiding
You are light itself. One golden strand
without an end or a beginning weaves you whole
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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.
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