{"id":2605,"date":"2022-07-07T19:50:11","date_gmt":"2022-07-07T19:50:11","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/onenatureinstitute.org\/?p=2605"},"modified":"2022-07-07T19:50:11","modified_gmt":"2022-07-07T19:50:11","slug":"the-peace-of-wild-things","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/onenatureinstitute.org\/stories\/blog\/the-peace-of-wild-things\/","title":{"rendered":"The Peace of Wild Things"},"content":{"rendered":"
This week, OneNature would like to showcase a poem called The Peace of Wild Things<\/em><\/a> written by Wen<\/a>dell<\/a> Berry<\/a>, an American novelist, poet, and environmental activist.<\/p>\n “When despair for the world grows in me<\/em>
\nand I wake in the night at the least sound<\/em>
\nin fear of what my life and my children\u2019s lives may be,<\/em>
\nI go and lie down where the wood drake<\/em>
\nrests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.<\/em>
\nI come into the peace of wild things<\/em>
\nwho do not tax their lives with forethought<\/em>
\nof grief. I come into the presence of still water.<\/em>
\nAnd I feel above me the day-blind stars<\/em>
\nwaiting with their light. For a time<\/em>
\nI rest in the grace of the world, and am free.”<\/em><\/p>\n