Love's Maturity - Hadewijch of Antwerp


 In the beginning Love satisfies us.
When Love first spoke to me of love-
How I laughed at her in return!
But then she made me like the hazel trees-
Which blossom early in the season of darkness,
And bear fruit slowly.

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