I stand here, looking out At what was and What could have been. The familiar presence I grew to love Has come to an end. Imprints in the ground Are fading away, Wave after wave. I am watching the Sand shifting Beneath my feet. *This work is dedicated to the …
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The Song of a Lark
I see the Bright -- young Day Enveloping myself -- in Dark Slowly I hear -- as I lay The Song -- of a Lark The Blades -- whisper in the Wind Growing faint -- touch my back. To All -- mine Eyes are Blind But my Flashes -- in Black. I lay …
Welcome to the Domain of Oz!
As an artist, I undergo many creative endeavors with varying degrees of success. Even in failure, each project I undertake is an experience that challenges me to get out of my comfort zone and presents an opportunity for growth. As C.S. Lewis once said, "Experience: that most brutal of teachers. But you learn, my God …
Oscar Oz Nava 