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Evening oak 

Evening oak

 

500 years

of spreading branches

softly fuzzed in green

against a sky

so deeply blue

it touches on crystal.

Over and over

without longing or desire

twisted fingers pull up

stability,

love and

ageless patience.

By Lauri Rose

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