untitledA thousand mornings
I listened,
Searching for your song
In the music of night.

Between dreaming and day,
The river of time
Runs with your laughter.

I find your voice
In the soft light.

Life knows a moment’s sweetness
As I drink the sound
And touch your joy.

About Sue Vincent

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. Follow her at and on Twitter @SCVincent. Find her books on Goodreads and follow her on Amazon worldwide to find out about new releases and offers. Email:
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19 Responses to Listening

  1. Sadje says:

    A sweet and tender poem.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. joylennick says:

    “…Drink the sound…. Touch your joy.” Exquisite! x

    Liked by 2 people

  3. Wow, this is so lovely, Sue. 💕

    Liked by 1 person

  4. rivrvlogr says:

    Nicely done with the magnets, Sue.

    Liked by 1 person

  5. Such a lovely poem and image Sue. The rose is reaching up in search of the sun.

    Liked by 1 person

  6. jenanita01 says:

    Touchingly beautiful, Sue…


  7. inhiscare753 says:

    Absolutely Lovely.


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