Setting Out
Wendell Berry
Even love must pass through loneliness,
the husbandman become again
the Long Hunter , and set out
not to the familiar woods of home
but to the forest of the night,
the true wilderness, where renewal
is found, the lay of the ground
a premonition of the unknown.
Blowing leaf and flying wren
lead him on. He can no longer be at home,
he cannot return, until he begin
the circle that first will carry him away.
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