Trees are among the greatest gifts and teachers of creation.
In the middle of the journey of our life
I came to myself within a dark wood
where the straight way was lost.
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.
“…For the Son of Man came to seek and to save the lost.” ~Luke 19:10 ✝
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