Posts tagged ‘ducks’
Another morning and I wake with thirst
for the goodness I do not have.
out to the pond and all the way God has
given us such beautiful lessons.
I was never a quick scholar but sulked
and hunched over my books past the hour
and the bell; grant me, in your mercy,
a little more time.
Love for the earth
and love for you are having such a long
conversation in my heart.
Who knows what
will finally happen or where I will be sent,
yet already I have given a great many things
away, expecting to be told to pack nothing,
except the prayers which, with this thirst,
I am slowy learning.
— Mary Oliver, Thirst, Beacon Press, Boston, 2006, pp. 1, 52, 69
The Peace of the 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.
Source: The Peace of Wild Things, Wendell Berry