Lives
Growing
Together
Hearts and heartwood
Opening portals
Breathing each other’s breath
Rooted in each other’s life
Seedlings of stars and hearts of earth
Intertwined and interdependent
Knowing much but understanding little
We seek your shelter and forget to care
Pages of your life preserve our words
We shape and hew and then destroy
Carving our names on your skin
In the name of romance
We burn your bodies
You consume ours
Carrying
Prayers
Deep
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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.
Sue Vincent's Daily Echo 
Gorgeous ❤️
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Thanks, Ritu xx
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This is just so beautiful, and a voice we should listen to. 💜
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Thank you, Willow ❤
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Reblogged this on anita dawes and jaye marie.
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Thanks for sharing, Jaye x
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When the trees go, they’ll take us with them, in one way or another.
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Yep…and justly so.
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😦
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You are a true wordsmith, Sue. I love – ‘we seek your shelter and forget to care’. A beautiful and gentle line that packs a punch, because it’s true. And it’s not right. There have been some particularly good responses to this picture and I’ll bet they’ve started a few meaningful conversations, so a particularly good choice this time.
Incidentally, is that top picture those the gorgeous trees on the surrounding earthworks of Avebury?
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It is indeed. Quite unmistakable aren’t they ?
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Yes, they certainly are. I’ve been there a couple of times and they’re really something. Up there with some of the more memorable trees I’ve had the privilege of meeting. But didn’t the NT close that part of the site off recently? I’d love to go back but would rather wait ’til I can go all the way round and see those tree masters again.
Another of my absolute favourite trees is the Sycamore Gap in Hadrian’s Wall. I adore it. One of my most abiding memories is from last year; I was sitting on it’s roots in the cool sunshine one early evening, with my feet up on Hadrian’s wall, gazing out into the peaceful wilderness beyond. It was sheer bliss. I love that tree so much I collected some fallen bits of twig to bring back as souvenirs. We’ve all got one now, and they’re really special to me. Apparently it’s the most photographed tree in Europe. 🙂
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I haven’t been up to the Wall in a good few years..but I remember the tree.
As to Avebury, the closures we saw last time we were there consisted of no more than a few roped off areas to let erosion protection bed into the grass. We must be about due for a visit…
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Ah, I thought it was more than that. Maybe if you go down soon you could let me know what the situation is now? 🙂
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I will, if we get down there 🙂
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Reblogged this on Not Tomatoes.
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This was absolutely beautiful, Sue. And on top of that, the visual this made is lovely.
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Thanks, Dale… I do like this form 🙂
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Wow! This is an amazing piece!
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Thank you, Beckie.
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We burn your bodies
You consume ours – this is a fascinating line, Sue.
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True, though.
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Beautiful poem, Sue. ❤
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Thank you, Diana ❤
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This is lovely. I particularly like the physical shape of the poetic form. It adds weight to your words.
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Thank you, Suzanne.
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