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Poem by Wendell Berry

Poem sent by Wisconsin Sustainable Business Council

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I leave you with a Wendell Berry poem, 

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 I am free. 

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