I chose to walk a forest way

I chose to walk a forest way
Musing, I gathered in quiet song
Myself prepared for unknown tastes
So learn’ed was I, being gone so long
Then saw a man, a person, boy
Who’d fallen and lay crumpled down
His clothes no longer fit his form
Splayed arms outstretched, embraced by ground.
I paused in fear, barely looking there
Grasping the question: to help or flee?
Though many replies arrived and flew
One answer thus behold itself to me:
He’d fallen here, by chance or fate.
Were I the wounded, so in need,
And another stranger happened by
I knew I’d desire their warmth, to heed
my circumstance, and succor me.
So I knelt, and raised him up to see;
Fed him water, realized the truth at hand
Of one in need:
the man was me.