Desert Curling Quotes

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 the beauty of the water
And the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things…

Wendell Berry

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