The Peace of Wild Things

Introducing… Poetry Wednesdays, occurring on Wednesdays solely because I thought of the idea on a Wednesday! I love poetry, so I thought sharing one of my favorite poems every week would be a fun idea.

If I had to choose, nature-inspired poetry would be my favorite. I find this poetry to be the most comforting because it’s easy (at least for me!) to relate to finding solace from my problems, and the problems of the world, through the tranquility of nature. Here’s one of those poems.

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, The Selected Poems of Wendell Berry

The photo is from a walk I took with Dan, my mom, and our wonderful dog, Luna, around Kenoza Lake.


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