– Our forest trail –
Some 12 years ago I built this trail through our forest. At first I did it with great enthusiasm and a lot of physical force. By now it has become a much gentler never-ending negotiation with an ever changing environment. The course of the trail keeps changing a bit each year, making room for individual plants growing or trees falling. It is an ongoing very intimate conversation with a piece of Nature. This trail on our own property is about ½ mile long, it is our refuge; we walk it almost every day, often more than once, in good times and in bad times.
by David Wagoner
Stand still. The trees ahead and the 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 first 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.
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Klaus May 30, 2007