Saturday, April 15, 2006

Humbly Tall

I took this picture in a small town in Washington, USA

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.


Blogger Merlin said...

Hi - some more awesome posts by you! However I'm not so sure about the line about the old people - "No quiver and shock of beauty first-time-tasted, can match our sharpened zest...". Who knows, maybe proximity to death is the true invigorator, life breather. Yet another example of life's little ironies that it seems to enjoy so much! 'We only notice what we've got when it's gone' and 'less is more'. Like you only want something when you can't have it, how strange.
India is crazy, so many people-my favourite place was Rishekesh-really relaxing and spiritual, nice!
Anyway, it's getting late, better go, thanks for your interet in my blog you have a very calming influence!

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