Lost

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.
 
~~ David Wagoner ~~

21 responses to “Lost

  1. “No two trees are the same to Raven.
    No two branches are the same to Wren.”

    The great philosopher Heraclitus remarked that you cannot stand in the same river twice. Like the trees are to the Raven or branches are to the Wren, even our experiences of life can never be the same – even if we be looking at the same thing again. Change is the only truth.

  2. THis poem hit my soul too – though I am not sure why. I need to come back and read it again (and maybe again) to understand why my eyes are full and my heart is saying ‘yes’.

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