09/03/2026
Rest In Peace Wendell Berry
(1934 - 2026)
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 in "Openings: Poems by Wendell Berry"
To Practice This Thought:
Remember the times in your life when nature has given you solace. How do you account for nature's healing powers?
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