may this dress bring you peace . . .

'hot rock' dress, dover, ma
for the full story behind this dress check out my art blog:
 http://virginiafitzgerald.blogspot.com/2013/07/when-despair-for-world-grows-in-me.html

The Peace of Wild Things

BY WENDELL BERRY

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.

peace