The Peace of Wild Things
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
Praise him, sun and moon,
Praise him, all you shining stars.
Praise him, you highest heavens
and you waters above the skies.
Let them praise the name of the LORD,
for he commanded and they were created. Psalm 148:3-5
3 thoughts on “A bit of poetry today……”
I got here by way of Serious Things .Com and I did enjoy your beautiful poetry there is no comfort or rest like our Father gives in every situation.Have a tremendous day Lori enjoy all of the beauty fall is my favorite time of the year.
A restful thought to carry on the rest of my day. Thank you.
Thank you both for he comments and for stopping by my little corner of peace as I like to call it……Where the Spirit of the Lord is there is peace! Blessings and joy, Lori