Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Poetry Tuesday: "The Peace of Wild Things" by Wendell Barry



The Peace of Wild Things

When despair grows in me
and I wake in the middle of 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 for their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.

41 comments:

Joe Cap said...

I love this, and the photo as well. Yes, wild things have peace...maybe because they live in their own little world and just do what they know. Sometimes ignorance is bliss...

Copyboy said...

I love the lines about the wild things and forethought. Must say something about how I deal with the pressures in my life.

Leah J. Utas said...

Ahh, peace.

Susan Deborah said...

I so wish . . .
But alas! I can think!

Joy always,
Susan

Madi and Mom said...

BB just what I needed today. Lovely picture of relaxing water coupled with beautiful poetry.
Madi and Mom

Out on the prairie said...

Delightful choice, I must have a bit of Berry in me. He was a early writer about organic gardening, and how we need to make repair of our methods in substainable farming.

Patti Lacy said...

Oh, Berry reminds me of my favorite nature poet, Mary Oliver.
Read her "Lead" if you haven't seen her work!

Patti

Kittie Howard said...

who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief.

Beautiful poem, thank you. I think the line above says so much.

Brian said...

Very pretty! Water cleans away the stress.

Linda said...

Such a nice peaceful moment. Wouldn't it be nice if the world was at peace? Enjoy it while you can.

HulaBuns said...

Beautiful poem BB! You look fabulous yourself!

The stillness actually makes me think about how even though something may appear to be still (water), it is constantly changing (the currents beneath the surface for example).

It reminds me to continue to be calm and approach new experiences with ease, however make sure I approach each experience with an open mindedness that will allow me to continue to learn from it (and improve).

Also the wild things and forethought reminds me that living in the moment is something we should all strive to do.

Thanks for such a thought provoking post!

Sara said...

That's really pretty! Thank you for sharing it with us!

Piedmont Writer said...

Oh my God Betty, that was fantastic. It reminded me so much of "home" I want to cry!

By the way, loved the pictures of HOB yesterday in the bathroom.

And the flowers were magnificent as usual. Are they yours in your very own garden? I'm jealous.

Catherine said...

Beautiful!
xo Catherine

Pat said...

Thanks. I needed that today. :)

Tabor said...

Nature is most generous with her beauty and we are thankful.

Baby Sister said...

I loved that. Thank you for sharing. :)

DrSoosie said...

I suppose we are all seeking peace wherever we can find it. Nature is a great place to look for it as it is the one truly free place where we as men have little control. It reminds us that there is something greater than we are and in some way that is a comfort.

RawknRobynsGoneBlogWild said...

This is a very, very nice poem, Betty. Thanks for sharing it.
xoRobyn

Jimmy said...

"For a time I rest in the grace of the world, and am free"

Nice Betty, very nice.

Sonora said...

What a beautiful poem and so timely for me. Thanks for a moment of peace.

Ann said...

Nice poem. So to be at peace, just think like a duck :)

Alex J. Cavanaugh said...

That was really nice!

who is ya? said...

this is a very peaceful post

Tracy said...

This poem makes me proud to be an insomniac.

Jane said...

Wonderful post. You have a true way with words,

Jane

Jane said...

Wonderful post. You have a true way with words,

Jane

Hilary said...

Beautiful and true. We, of the domesticated variety are the only ones who spend time worrying of what might be.

faye said...

Lovely poem and photo...
oh so calming.... thanks

Daffy said...

Exactly what I needed tonight.

Thank you

Dreamfarm Girl said...

That poem completely resonates with me. Thank you.

Cheeseboy said...

I only wish I could write poetry half this well.

Leanne said...

Thank you for the poem, Betty. Needed to read this today (how do you always manage to post what I need to hear?)

Betty Manousos @ CUT AND DRY said...

The composition of that image is simply great! Lovely poem, too.

Visiting your blog has my day off to a great start! :)

Betty xx

Old Kitty said...

Oh BB! The lessons Nature can teach us!! Amazing!

Thank you!! Take care
x

Joann Mannix said...

Gorgeous. I too, when the demons awaken me, open my shutters and watch the moon and the stars and the way they shimmer on the lake and all those fiery beastly thoughts fall away and I am able to sleep.

Sniffles and Smiles said...

Beautiful poem...and perfect photo!!! You always lighten my heart!!! Love this!! ~Janine XO

Sarah said...

It's the curse of humanbeings to be taxed with worries. If only we can live like the happy ducks. Or are they geese?

Lin said...

I like that, Betty. There is no problem that isn't made worse by the wee hours of the morning. What is with that, anyway??? Funny how things never seem so bad come daybreak.

ds said...

I love this poem. It is so restorative. Thank you.

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