Not sure about this one, i think he maybe refering to the white men of chile, who were decended from foreign invaders and bloody conquest. It seems to me he is walking through the forest, seeing what was once peasants land, before it was taken. White Mans Burden. Lost in the forest, I broke off a dark twigand lifted its whisper to my thirsty lips: maybe it was the voice of the rain crying,a cracked bell, or a torn heart. Something from far off it seemeddeep and secret to me, hidden by the earth,a shout muffled by huge autumns,by the moist half-open darkness of the leaves. Wakening from the dreaming forest there, the hazel-sprigsang under my tongue, its drifting fragranceclimbed up through my conscious mind as if suddenly the roots I had left behindcried out to me, the land I had lost with my childhood---and I stopped, wounded by the wandering scent
