The gentle breezes sway the grasses on the sandy beach
clears the cobwebs from my thoughts and reach.
The gritty sand of grays and white
Is like the annoying thoughts I chose to fight.
The lapping waves grabbing at the shore
steal the sand to return no more.
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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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