I go among trees by 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 cattleā€¦.

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

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.

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