Art from "The Peace of Wild Things"
Take a moment.
Breathe.
Rest.
Breathe.
Hum.
Breathe.
Listen.
Relax.
Breathe.
Stop glancing at that clock.
Breathe more slowly.
Step outside.
Pick up a leaf.
Gaze upon a cloud.
Breathe.
Take a moment.
Rest.
And listen to Wendell Berry and experience
"The Peace of Wild Things."
“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.
