Tag: Wendell Berry

Wendell Berry’s The Peace of Wild Things

This one is resting in my spirit today. The Peace of Wild Things by Wendell Berry 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… Continue Reading “Wendell Berry’s The Peace of Wild Things”

Wendell Berry’s The Peace of Wild Things

In honor of the UN’s International Day of Peace, September 21, 2015. The Peace of Wild Things by Wendell Berry When despair for the world grows in me and I wake in the night at the least sound in fear of what my life… Continue Reading “Wendell Berry’s The Peace of Wild Things”

Wendell Berry’s What We Need Is Here

Geese appear high over us, pass, and the sky closes. Abandon, as in love or sleep, holds them to their way, clear in the ancient faith: what we need is here. And we pray, not for new earth or heaven, but to be quiet… Continue Reading “Wendell Berry’s What We Need Is Here”

Wendell Berry’s The Peace of Wild Things

I believe I have posted this poem before as it is one of my favorites.  As I was searching for a prayer about nature this morning, I came across this poem on another blogpost, literary lew.  (read the post here.)  Some mornings, the blogger… Continue Reading “Wendell Berry’s The Peace of Wild Things”

Wendell Berry’s The Peace of Wild Things

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… Continue Reading “Wendell Berry’s The Peace of Wild Things”

resting in grace

The Peace of Wild Things By Wendell Berry 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… Continue Reading “resting in grace”

what we need is here

This morning as we rounded the corner to school, we witnessed a wide V of geese honking and flying overhead.  Because of the unseasonal weather we’ve been having, the girls wondered if the bird were flying north or south.  I watched as the silhouette… Continue Reading “what we need is here”

the peace of wild things–comforting words for days like today

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… Continue Reading “the peace of wild things–comforting words for days like today”