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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.
Lost by David Wagoner
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You can join me on my exploration of being in relationship with the Land on Substack, Listening to the Land, or my visual storytelling space on youtube, Erin Elizabeth …I hope to see you there!!!