Out in the mountains nobody gives you anything.
And you learn what the rules were after the game is over.
By then it is already night and it doesn't make any difference
what anyone else is thinking or doing
because now you have to turn into an Indian.
You remember stories and now you know that the tellers
were part of all they told,
And everyone else was, and even you.
They're all around you now, but if you're afraid
you will never find them.
And those questions that people always ask ~
"What would you do if .... "
They have their own answer right now ~ nothing.
Some things cannot be redeemed in a hurry
no matter what the intentions are.
What could be done
had to have been done
a long time ago.
Because mistakes have consequences that do not just disappear.
If evil could be cancelled easily it would not be very evil.
And so, the stars see you.
While you drift away they have their own courses
and they watch you.
And listen, they already know your name.
~ What Happens When You Get Lost
by William Stafford
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