The Peace of Wild Things


Three Baby ducklingspost by JChip8 on


The Peace of Wild Things

When despair grows in me
and I wake in the middle of 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 for their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.

~ Wendell Berry ~

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  1. Dear Noelle
    Really a calm picture and a befitting verse to match, that you have shared today!!

    Three baby ducklings
    Still the water,rest in grace
    Peaceful wild things free

  2. We all know that feeling uh.
    Wonderful photo and enjoyable verse. Thanks for this.

    All the best, Boonie

  3. Thank you, Pat. I had a look at your lovely blog too. So interesting. I could connect immediately with the first communion photos. Very beautiful pictures and great stories. Looks like fun.

  4. Thank you, Leslie. I am happy to offer it. Merry Christmas dear :).


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