Wendell Berry’s poem “The Peace of Wild Things” seems timely. For those of you who would like to use Berry’s poem for prayerful reflection, I invite you first to read the description of Lectio Poetica HERE.

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
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 with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.

~ Wendell Berry
Source: Openings, 1969

ARTWORK: Dream on a River, Margie Sheppard. Painting, 2010. Find Margie’s work HERE.