This poem, copyright 1976, starts off a book of poetry by one of my favorite poets, David Whyte. The House of Belonging, first published in 1997, is a delightful collection of poems related to the places David belonged at the time. This poem started off the whole collection a strong rejoinder.
by David Wagoner •1976
Stand still. The trees ahead and bushes beside you
Are not lost. Where 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 is lost on you,
You are surely lost. Stand still. The forest knows
Where you are. You must let it find you.
Coaching Inquiries: Where are you? Are you aware of the gift that space has to offer? What gifts can come from even the most difficult of times? What and who might help you to stand still, to find yourself, and to be found?
May you be filled with goodness, peace, and joy.
Bob Tschannen-Moran, MCC, BCC
LifeTrek Coaching International
121 Will Scarlet Lane
Williamsburg, VA 23185-5043