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. The poems
of Wendell Berry invite us to stop, to think, to see the world
around us, and to savour what is good. Here are consoling verses of
hope and of healing; short, simple meditations on love, death,
friendship, memory and belonging; luminous hymns to the land, the
cycles of nature and the seasons as they ebb and flow. Here is the
peace of wild things.
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