THE PEACE OF WILD THINGS 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. (from The Selected Poems of Wendell Berry)
(My thanks to Wendell Berry and the filmmakers, via The OnBeing Project, as suggested by Rafter Rob Reed.)
The Gentle Nudge
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One of my favorites by Wendell Berry. Thank you, Phyllis! I had the privilege to create and teach a class on Wendell Berry at Southwest Minnesota State University. Great students, wonderful experience to share and explore Berry's writing.
I am going back in time while clearing emails and was delighted to view this today! I love this poem and the animation was wonderful. Like so many poems, it really hits home and resonates with me. Worry over things and your kids and not wanting to worry and needing to forget all that worries you and finding those moments of peace in nature.....yes, Wendell, I totally get it. *SIGH*