There is a place on dawn’s horizon

Where the heart breathes

In the gold of morning

Drinking sunlight in the dew.

An unknown land,

A journey of becoming,

Beyond the world,

Beyond eternity,

Where time rules nothing

And a hundred years

Are but a thought away.

They wait for you,

Gilded memories

Of futures past

And endless dawning,

Casting shadows at your feet,

In the brightness

That lights your path.

Hands reach out

To hold you

And guide your step

In loving welcome,

Drawing you home.

And you are golden.


From Life Lines

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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13 Responses to Golden

  1. willowdot21 says:

    This speaks of the circle of life to me 💜


  2. daisybala says:

    It’s awe inspiring ☺️


  3. This is a beautiful poem, Sue.


  4. Sadje says:

    This is the truth. Beautiful poetry


  5. Jennie says:

    Just wonderful!


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