When I Am Among the Trees
among the trees ©2012 kimcrayton
– by Mary Oliver
When I am among the trees,
Especially the willows and the honey locust,
Equally the beech, the oaks and the pines,
They give off such hints of gladness.
I would almost say that they save me, and daily.
I am so distant from the hope of myself,
In which I have goodness, and discernment,
And never hurry through the world
but walk slowly, and bow often.
Around me the trees stir in their leaves
And call out, “Stay awhile.”
The light flows from their branches.
And they call again, “It’s simple,” they say,
“and you too have come
into the world to do this, to go easy, to be filled
with light, and to shine.”
The forest is a rich place full of dream shadows and windows of light. There is a fertile soil in darkness, and the shadow world is very much alive on and below the forest floor. Once the life inside this darkness is revealed by light, we can appreciate the rich life in the shadows. The shadow space is always working within us, and it is up to us to have the courage to delve in and shed light into the wisdom of the shadow.
With love, light and shadows, I honor the dance between my fertile shadow dreams and my radiant light body.
This is the dance of existence. The cosmic dance indeed includes light and shadow.
This is what I learn from the forest.