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Thomas Oak Jun 2015
Sometimes dreams still beckon
but the world soon returns to dust.
Alone nothing lives, alone nothing dies
emptiness realized, where else is there to go?
Thomas Oak Jun 2015
Tick

           now

Tock

            this.
Thomas Oak May 2015
A cool breeze promises rain.
My old hut creaks with anticipation.
Thomas Oak May 2015
With an old net and lazy throw
I caught nothing!”
Thomas Oak May 2015
Sky with no clouds
Earth with no prints
A heron poised in the grasses
Meets my sightless gaze.

I have no feet and no head
Alive so alive!
Unsurpassable beauty
Is spilt all around.
Thomas Oak May 2015
I see
and I love,
yet the two dance so tightly
that there is only one.
Thomas Oak May 2015
Today I woke beneath a tree
and you were not there.
I had been dreaming of you again.
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