The Peace of Wild Things

imageI’m on retreat at Lake Tahoe and thought you might enjoy this beautiful poem by Wendell Berry. Please take some moments for yourself to rest in the beauty that can be found even in the most desolate place by looking at the sky, a bird, a leaf….

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 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

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