Sunset seen from Pettinger Point, Nov. 27, 2019.

The Tree and the Stone, the Land and the Sky

Tree

Where is she?
Who stood beneath my greening boughs
With bluebells at her feet
Where has she gone?

Stone

Where is she?
Who embraced me
And sought within
For my stories and my songs
Where has she gone?

Land

Fear not, I hold her safe
Her substance cradled on my breast.
The hills are clothed in purple heather,
Bright streams bejewel them.
She is home.

Sky

Fear not,
Her spirit has returned to Light.
Star Bright, she shines
Forever in the hearts of those who knew her.

In memory of
Sue Vincent
1958-2021

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  16. There’s a little rock garden in front of a house a few doors away from us, in which a few varieties of heather are planted. Whenever I go past there I always think of ‘our lass’. 🙂 … a beautiful tribute, m’dear. 🙂

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