Poet David Wagoner reminding us that we are never lost!


Stand still. 
The trees before you and the bushes beside you are not lost.
Wherever you are is a place called Here, 
And you must treat it as a powerful stranger,
Must ask permission to know it and be known.
The forest breathes. Listen. It answers, 
I have made this place around you,
If you leave it you may come back again saying Here.


No two trees are the same to Raven.
No two branches the same to Wren.
If what a tree or a bush does is lost on you,
You are surely lost. Stand still. The forest knows
Where you are. You must let it find you.

David Wagoner

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