Five Miles Into These Woods Poem by Dennis Lambert

Five miles into these woods
I found myself
Standing in a clearing.

There I was
silent and motionless
amid the tall grass

“How long have you been here? ”
I shouted as I approached
myself.

“I’ve always been here,
but it’s only know that you have foiund
yourself”

“Where do we go from here? ”
I replied to
myself.

“You don’t have to go anywhere,
Now that you’ve come to this
center.”

And I stayed with myself,
and found myself to be
true.