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"