By Richard K. Noots
A simple poem, written when a son was born had been locked away in the child’s storage for decades. One day, the son found it when he was living far away from the mountains his family raised him in. Once he read it again, something in him changed. He called his dad up, and returned to where he belong.
The Important Places
Child of mine
come as you grow
in youth you will learn the secret places
the cave behind the waterfall
the arms of the oak that hold you high
the stars so near on a desert ledge
the important places
and as with age you choose your own way
among the many faces of a busy world
may you always remember the path that leads back
back to the important places.
— Dad for Forest, 1986