When I Am Among the Trees

"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.

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."   ~Mary Oliver~