It's worth a short break with a cup of tea, especially in this time when we have been given some down time. Savor the words: "The forest knows where you are. You must let it find you."
Lost by David Wagoner
From the book "Traveling Light: Collected and New Poems"
published by the University of Illinois Press in 1999
Stand still. The trees ahead and bushes beside you
Are not lost. Wherever you are is 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 are 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.
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