“The ground's generosity takes in our compost and grows beauty!
Try to be more like the ground.” Rumi
after a week that has frayed one's nerves, and tested one's patience and faith, I looked to the strength and resilience of mother nature. Boston is now experiencing the season of new beginnings and new growth. On this Earth day I wish to share some of the images from my early morning walks with my hound, Scruffy. These early morning walks have given me solace this past week ~
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| collage from 1997 ~ |
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.
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
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