
I dreamt of the voice shuttered
tight against the storm. Words
held behind the clouded window, urgent
We are here!
Blue feathers lined in black resting
in sunlit trees. Impossibly large
No, they cannot be mine
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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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Thank you for sharing, Sue ❤️
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My pleasure, Alethea ❤
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