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Movement
At break of dawn
The song bird
Ushers in
Mornings song
Creation awakens
A movement of grace
Bind me to the movement
Of your rhythm and grace
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There’s
A slow
And steady
Warming
Of hearts
There’s
A slow
And steady
Forming
Dreams
A quietly
Growing
Comfort
Of companions
A subtle joy
Of newness
On the pathway
To beginning.
This must
Be
How
Love
Grows.
Moments
Are like
Windows
Into
Another
World
You just
Have to
Hold them
Long enough
To see it.
The
Memory
Of you
Passes
Through me
Like wind
I know
One day
I’ll stop
Feeling
You
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