Sister
The
Light
In me
Bares
Witness
To
The
Light
In
You
Darling,
You are the
Sun
At
It’s
Highest
Place
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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