lost

beachcottage

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, staying 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






xoxo
Patti