The Peace of Wild Things

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Bhutan – Photo by Robin Scanlon 2011

 

“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.”

— Wendell Berry

I love this poem that I found on Patty Digh’s blog. I found her through her book called “What I Wish For You.” It’s amazing!

via http://www.37days.com

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1 comment
  1. Beth Phelan said:

    Love this photo and the poem! It reminded me to take a minute to breath on this busy Monday. Thanks!

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