The peace of wild things
by Wendell Berry

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.

I try and capture something of what Wendell Berry is talking about with my camera.

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Name:
Barrett Brassfield
Joined:
December 2008
Hometown:
Arcadia CA
Currently:
LaVale, Maryland, US
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