Wednesday, 17 February 2016

Poems of the heart: 'The peace of wild things'

Last week, I was pondering things 'wild'... 
Today I was reminded of a poem by Wendell Berry - 'The peace of wild things'.
It's a tonic for the soul. 
                                                              When despair 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 for their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free. 
                                                           Wendell Berry

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