Grieving you
I still
Miss you
In the
Liminal
Spaces
Between
Morning &
Night
Summer &
Fall
Sunset
&
Night
Fall
I
Wonder
If you
Feel
It
Too?
Can
You
Hear
Me
Grieving
You?
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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