The 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 may 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.
Wendell Berry, Openings: The 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 may 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.
Wendell Berry, Openings: The Peace of Wild Things
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A great blessing... there is something to the freedom of being, effectively, wild.
That is so lovely, and the photo is beautiful too! I like such wild and mysterious places :) Happy BYB Sunday! Mine are now located here:
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Oh how beautiful! That shot is truly a blessing for eyes to behold. I think you should have it enlarged and framed! I do wish you had written a bit about where it was taken, etc. The poetry was lovely tho.
I am going to look for your post from last Sunday that I missed also and will leave a comment there also. I have a post this week too.
This is great, CyberCelt. Great to remember that grace is a natural phenomenon. Thank you for this.
I'm very thankful for wild things. I live on the border of the Forest of Fontainebleau, 50 kilometer south of Paris. Every day I will see a family of deer or boar and the woods are amazing. Look at a map of France and you will see that out forest is bigger than the entire Paris area, and only a 20 minute drive away.
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