Foreword from Author: Have
you never been curious to what was written in someone's diary
or journal, or even in their letters and notes...? This was
my letter to my love.
Author Susan Kennedy
As I sit in the grass with
my back to the sun, I write you another 'unsent' letter.
However, this day I feel in
chorus with Mother Earth. She whispers to me, "Just say
what's on your mind, child." So, let me just tell you
It is you...who can make me
high, stirring the embers of my heart. I know you. I feel
you. We are alive in the rich,glowing hue. How eager I am
to be enlightened.
It is you...who can raise me
up, high above the ashes, to let the fires burn again and
It is you...who can take me
like the wind-- a soothing breath that flows through me, freeing
love without inhibitions.
And, yet, it is you...who can temper
Like calming waters, cleansing my spirit and gently misting
Such a simple, yet splendid,
synchronicity-- to rise and fall, and the objective be the
As I sit on the grass feeling
the sun going down my back, I ask Mother Earth, "Will
this be another unsent letter?" Only this time, Mother
Earth, wise through the grace of time, allows me to silently
ponder the answer for myself...