Tuesday, May 9, 2017

A Meaning for Peace

The Peace of Wild Things

When despair 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 for their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free. 
                                - Wendell Barry

The sea and sky
meet daily
to reveal
their character.

The magnolia
takes in spindrift.

Smiles its seeds
to renewal.

Just breathe


Watch the clouds

Go to nature for awareness.

A meaning for Peace.

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