Walking in my neighborhood, starting at my home, the
hummingbirds both delight and enchant me each and everyday.
Tucked along the walk I found winter camillias in full bloom.
Berries and rose hips just shine in all their red colors.
These things do lighten the sorrow of so many people around the world
grieving for their lost friends and families.
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.
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 Berry
I am waiting for the light and the darkness to disappear.
