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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