Bent, bowed but breathing
Shrouded in uncertainty
Spring waits in the wings.
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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.
I love these old trees that get bent in life and become gracefully beautiful. Love your poem as well.
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Thanks, Anita 🙂
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bring on the spring!
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😉
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This tree has such a character.
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I can see a child sitting in its arms and telling secrets 🙂
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Yes, I can imagine that as well.
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💜💜
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An optimistic thought, Sue. I loveit. And the old tree.
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A beautiful expression, Sue!
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Thanks, Jan x
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Like life. ❤
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Yep xx
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