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Visualisation
“
Leaves I twist between my fingers,
closing my eyes as thoughts drift.
Into the momentous winds of time,
the red-orange will soon afloat.
For Autumn hues are unravelling
through the waning summer days.
‘Tis the season of yearning passion
and lyric to my heart and mind.
[Ever Changing Rhythms of Life]
”
― Bare Spirit: The Selected Poems of Susan Marshall
― Bare Spirit: The Selected Poems of Susan Marshall

































