gardening + spirituality + homesteading + creation care
Posted on December 14, 2012
The Peace of Wild Things 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…
Category: nature, poetry, spiritualityTags: creation, despair, grace, grief, light, nature, peace, Wendell Berry
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