not all who wander are lost

not all who wander are lost

Monday, November 06, 2006

The Peace of Wild Things

thanks to em and cher for passing this on to all of us, once upon a time~

The Peace of Wild Things

When the despair of the world grows in me
and I wake in the middle of the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and children's lives may be,
I go 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 (Kentucky native)

and the Dawgies whisper, "amen to that"


em said...


thanks for posting that, feels good to read today.

MaMa Gast said...

Wow, I really needed that!