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
You 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
by David Wagner
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