nature
the ocean
depths
the mountain
heights
the mid-day sun
the waning moon
the taste of
forest air
on my lips
the quiet
song and dance
of mountain scape
kissing
the open
sky
Beginning
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.
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