Found
Within the Poem*
By
Louise Dery-Wells
For Poetry Is For All People events 2001
You
are not lost.
There is a poem in which you wander
Perhaps like a dark forest inward and filled with shadows
Or a broad desert of endless vistas open and vitalizing.
But
as the signal tree on the ridge beckons with bent finger
And the raven flies ahead of you to show the way
A poem is possessed of a similar kind of ancient magic
It leads us to answers that can only be heard by the heart.
If you are afraid of the journey breathe with the rhythm
Of waves crashing on the shores of weathered lives
Whose collective wisdom will show you the direction of the sea
And the path that descends to find a new sunrise.
You
are not lost.
Every line and stanza, each blaze and stone cairn will mark the trail
And help you to recover children, friends and other loved ones along the
way
Holding meaning in painful wanderings and life’s travail.
Found
again we discover our lives within the poem
Unfolding landscapes of rich and vibrant metaphor
A meandering path perhaps but towards ourselves
Something in which we can place our trust to lead us home.
*Inspired
by a poem given by a Native American Elder from the Northwest coast rendered
into English by David Wagoner as a poem called Lost (printed in
The Heart Aroused by David Whyte)
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