I find my voice returning on the wings of a dove.

In the sunlit dance on a crystal lake.

In the soft curves my feminine body takes.

In a beating heart

never alone.

Gentle words

returning home.

Copyright Suzanne Norton 2016


About Suzanne

I write poetry, flash fiction, quotes and personal essays. Words flow forth like a river that cannot be dammed. Writing is my soul.
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3 Responses to Seasons

  1. Pieter Navis says:

    hmm lovely poem Suzanne.. love the vivid description, very rich in meaning.. safe journey home!


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