Lost
Reading at Waimea practice 2/12/2011
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 a place around you,
If you leave it 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 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, ‘Lost’
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