Wednesday, 23 of July of 2014

Wendell Berry – Peace of Wild Things


 
 
 
 
When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
 
in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
 
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
 
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.


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