When I am Among the Trees
by Mary Oliver
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.
I am so distant from the hope of myself,
in which I have goodness, and discernment,
and never hurry through the world
but walk slowly, and bow often.
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.”
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Dawn Browning, Ph.D., C-IAYT is a research ecologist, certified yoga therapist, and one of just 12 certified Pranayama Teachers in the Gitananda Yoga tradition. With over 36 years of lived expertise in Type 1 diabetes, she helps high-achieving women restore energy, rhythm, and self-trust—bridging science, breath, and botanicals into modern ritual.
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