Thursday, September 24, 2009

More Wendell Berry

The poem below has been a saving grace in my life. I've posted it before, and I'm posting it here again. I refer to it in times of uncertainty, darkness, and fear. It reminds me that there is beauty and goodness still in the world.

“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 or 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.”

3 comments:

Ms. Moon said...

Amen.

Syd said...

That is such a beautiful poem. Thanks for posting that.

Glimmer said...

Yes, into the presence of the water, that is the ticket.