The Peace of Wild Things

The Peace of Wild Things – A Meditation

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.

Nova Scotia, Canada
Band-e Amir, Afghanistan
New Zealand

Varanasi, India

I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief.

Galapagos, Ecuador
Ecuador, Galapagos
Lhasa, Tibet
South Korea

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
from New Collected Poems (Counterpoint, 2012)

Grand Canyon, Arizona, United States
Sydney, Australia
Svalbard, Arctic Region

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