tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31656539904656125112024-03-05T18:10:21.167-08:00My Herbal JourneyMargueritehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00668328249817324753noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165653990465612511.post-66229363911503771742011-07-30T13:18:00.000-07:002011-07-30T13:18:15.764-07:00<div class="poemTitle"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtiUwXzJ2bZnHmBot61Z6CEilNQ6bFMfFQYbulUcAejzjQ78r2RFjy4snMR0eowwqy_HdWVyDpHDC4Z6HBbTI62_M7DDr0MpLac1qJUHFv07biF_Px4sBI_B7ZU2EjRkR8UYJVLjtbbMdn/s1600/tintern+july+2009+010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320px" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtiUwXzJ2bZnHmBot61Z6CEilNQ6bFMfFQYbulUcAejzjQ78r2RFjy4snMR0eowwqy_HdWVyDpHDC4Z6HBbTI62_M7DDr0MpLac1qJUHFv07biF_Px4sBI_B7ZU2EjRkR8UYJVLjtbbMdn/s320/tintern+july+2009+010.JPG" t$="true" width="240px" /></a></div>The Peace of Wild Things</div>When despair for the world grows in me<br />
and I wake in the night at the least sound<br />
in fear of what my life and my children's lives may be,<br />
I go and lie down where the wood drake<br />
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.<br />
I come into the peace of wild things <br />
who do not tax their lives with forethought<br />
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.<br />
And I feel above me the day-blind stars<br />
waiting with their light. For a time<br />
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.<br />
Wendell BerryMargueritehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00668328249817324753noreply@blogger.com0