“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 the time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.”
~ Wendell Berry
Dr Bill Wooten 
What a lovely poem, and photograph.
Thanks Sophie
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Thanks Dr. Bill
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This is one of my favourite Wendell Berry poems and I have posted it previously. Nature is a wonderful place where we can just be in its grace. It just is and reveals itself to us when we open our hearts along with all our senses.
One of mine too Ivon. I truly enjoy his writings
Superb Pic
So beautiful 🙂
so beautiful – it strikes a chord on the deepest level…
Thanks Pam
Definitely one of the best nature poems of all time.
I agree Tony
Simply beautiful, I will keep this, thank you.
Thanks