Wednesday, February 27, 2019

THIS 
THIS

 oak, all
oaks. This

 moment,
every

 sunrise,
sunset.

 Silence
and sound

 returned
as waves.

 Darkness
as full-

 ness, as
promise.

 Light the
green burn.

 Was is
is and

 is is
now, is

 what will
have been.

 This oak.


# posted by Tom Montag @ 8:40 AM

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