& other sashas

Mon, 4th of April 2011

Lost, by David Wagoner


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.


[Special shout-out to Presidents who said: “I can’t believe it’s been a year since I graduated from University. I still have no idea what I want to be.” And everyone else who feels the same way.]

  via: kaelco
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