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
Beautiful...and I think that I'll read it a few more times so that I just might be able to breathe it...
Thanks for sharing!
Posted by: Kevin Charnas | December 03, 2006 at 08:41 AM
Wow, that's so pretty! I think we all need more poetry in our lives. Like, something that's not obscene and not on a hallmark card. :-)
Posted by: mrsfortune | December 01, 2006 at 05:21 PM
such beautiful words, thank you for sharing.
Posted by: Irene | December 01, 2006 at 12:31 PM
A sweet poetic reminder of what life has to offer.
Posted by: Pendullum | December 01, 2006 at 09:56 AM
It's a beautiful poem, thank you.
Posted by: deb | December 01, 2006 at 08:13 AM
I love that. A beautiful reminder to live in the moment and enjoy the world.
Posted by: Lawyer Mama | December 01, 2006 at 07:17 AM
CM, Thanks so much for this today. It's so beautiful.
Posted by: Joanne/PunditMom | December 01, 2006 at 06:08 AM
Well that all sounds eminently sensible to me.
I think I shall go looking for a wood drake's den this very night...
Posted by: bec | December 01, 2006 at 05:19 AM