You come from some other forest
do you
little horse
think how long I have known these
deep dead leaves
without meeting you
I belong to no one
I would have wished for you if I had known how
what a long time the place was empty
even in my sleep
and loving it as I did
I could not have told what was missing
what can I show you
I will not ask you if you will stay
or if you will come again
I will not try to hold you
I only hope you will come with me to where I stand
often sleeping and waking
by the patient water
that has no father nor mother
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Many thanks to Alison McGee for her curation of these beautiful poems.
For more information on W.S. Merwin, please click here: http://www.poetryfoundation.org/bio/w-s-merwin
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