|Forest by Oliver Herold, Wikimedia Commons|
Life feels like a lot right now. I googled poems about peace and found this one. I'm posting a few random lines that I loved.
"The Peace of Wild Things"
and I wake in the night at the least sound…
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.
— Wendell Berry
Read the rest of the poem here.
Anastasia has the Poetry Friday roundup here.