Poetry Friday: The Peace of Wild Things
December 2, 2011 by debbiediller
If you received my weekly Peace Partner messages, you already know that I seek peace every day in my life. I came across this poem and just loved its simplicity. Enjoy! Send your e-mail address to email@example.com if you would like to receive Peace Partner messages.
By Wendell Berry
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.