Hacia la Luz, por el amor de Ometeotl

Saturday, 26 January 2008

from "a place in space"

by Gary Snyder

TO SEE
a wren in a bush,
call it wren, and go on walking
is to have (self-importantly) seen
nothing. To see a bird and to stop,
watch, feel, forget yourself for a
moment, be in the bushy shadows,
maybe then feel wren - that is
to have joined in a larger
moment with the world