You are here
Lost by David Waggoner
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,
Listen.
the Forest breathes, it whispers,
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 of branch does is lost on you
Then you are surely lost.
Stand still.
The Forest knows where you are.
You must let it find you.
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