Resting in the Grace of the World

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 green 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 “The Peace of Wild Things” from The Selected Poems of Wendell Berry

When our grandchildren visit our farm,
I watch them rediscover
what I know are the joys and sorrows of this world.
I am reminded there is light beyond the darkness I fear,
there is peace amid the chaos,
there is a smile behind the tears,
there is stillness within the noisiness
there is rest despite my restlessness,
there is grace as old gives way to new.

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6 thoughts on “Resting in the Grace of the World

  1. The Wendell Berry poem is so beautiful I am planning to share it. Beauty is something worth passing along. Here is a recent painting. Third Beach, La Push. Thanks for your wonderful blog. John

    [image: IMG_2853.jpg]

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  2. Hi John, the painting didn’t come through here but I saw one you posted o. Facebook- it was wonderful, so captured the beauty of that beach! I’m glad you and Luci were able to be there! Blessings, Emily

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  3. Emily, your photographic sense is a wonderful gift, and I thank you for sharing it with us! These pics today are soooo beautiful, and my favorite is the second one…the mirror of sky, land and water. HE has blessed you with an eye for your talent, and your words are always good to read! Thank you, thank you, thank you!!!

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  4. Alan’s few words say it all for me.
    The second and third photos here seem to have a bearing on those words also – an almost
    discordant, out of place, in turmoil perhaps – like our world today?

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