The Peace of Wild Things by Wendell Berry

This one's for those of you who felt a little tear in the fabric of the universe recently.  My thoughts and heart are with you.

The Peace of Wild Things 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.


  1. Love this (a thousand times:))....

  2. So very lovely . . . and so very true.

  3. That's a much better approach than mine--compartmentalizing everything. Thank you for sharing this!

  4. BEAUTIFUL!!!!! And since I have been a little anxious of late, boy does it resonate with me!

  5. Very beautiful and heart felt. Have a great weekend!



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