Look It Over

Look It Over  
by  Wendell Berry  

I leave behind even
 my walking stick. My knife
 is in my pocket, but that
 I have forgot. I bring
 no car, no cell phone,
 no computer, no camera,
 no CD player, no fax, no
 TV, not even a book. I go
 into the woods. I sit on
 a log provided at no cost.

 It is the earth I’ve come to,
 the earth itself, sadly
 abused by the stupidity
 only humans are capable of
 but, as ever, itself. Free.
 A bargain! Get it while it lasts.

 "Look It Over" by Wendell Berry from New Collected Poems. © Counterpoint Press, 2012.