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-
"The Peace of Wild Things"
i love this poem. this is going on my wall next lol
ReplyDeleteSaaammmeeeee! I love it so much!
DeleteThis made me think of Psalm 23. "He leads me beside quiet waters, he refreshes my soul." Stirring words.
ReplyDeleteBy the way, I tagged you for the Text Tag in my newest post!
Grace in Everything: The Power of Words
I thought the same thing!!
DeleteAnd thank you so much!
"And I feel above me the day-blind stars
ReplyDeletewaiting with their light."
<3 THIS IS STUNNING. gah.
THAT'S MY FAVORITE LINE!!!!!
Deletegah I can't even. Poetry is too much for me to handle.