Sums it up.

[crosslandkelly]

This poem perfectly sums up for me, being out in the woods, be it an hour or a week.


I Go Among Trees - Wendell Berry

I go among trees and sit still.
All my stirring becomes quiet
around me like circles on water.
My tasks lie in their places
where I left them, asleep like cattle.

Then what is afraid of me comes
and lives a while in my sight.
What it fears in me leaves me,
and the fear of me leaves it.
It sings, and I hear its song.

Then what I am afraid of comes.
I live for a while in its sight.
What I fear in it leaves it,
and the fear of it leaves me.
It sings, and I hear its song.

After days of labor,
mute in my consternations,
I hear my song at last,
and I sing it. As we sing,
the day turns, the trees move.

 

[Macaroon]

It sums it up exquisitely, Colin, a lovely poem

 

[crosslandkelly]

Glad you enjoyed it Mac.

 

[Tony]

Great poem Colin, thanks for posting it!

 

[7 feet]

I had to read it 5 times, trying to not translate into german, but to understand it, to feel it in english. And yes, when this feeling works, it is so true.

 

[santaman2000]

Excellent description. My only wish is that there were also similar poems (there probably are) to describe that same feeling elsewhere in nature as I get the same feelings in the desert or on the beach.