Liminal

Posted on October 17, 2019 by Sue Vincent

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A warm wind

Out of season

Rustles winter boughs

As Nature’s quiet spirit

Murmurs of spring.

We listen.

Following ancient harmony,

The deep song blossoms

A secret path

Between worlds

Through dusk to dawn.

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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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14 Responses to Liminal

  2. Jaye Marie & Anita Dawes's avatar jenanita01 says:
    October 17, 2019 at 09:30

    Beautifully expressed, Sue…

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  4. willowdot21's avatar willowdot21 says:
    October 17, 2019 at 14:44

    I particularly like the last three lines
    A secret path

    Between worlds

    Through dusk to dawn.

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  5. D. Wallace Peach's avatar D. Wallace Peach says:
    October 17, 2019 at 17:23

    Beautiful poem and the perfect title.

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  6. macjam47's avatar macjam47 says:
    October 17, 2019 at 21:20

    I love the title! A beautiful poem, Sue. Hugs.

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