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Comment by Jonathan Mark on August 12, 2010 at 4:11pm

You asked for it Chuck..
thank you.. we need more poetry to put some of the craziness into a perspective.
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Death The unknown journey tells us of lives past,
What's behind the sky and how long we can last.

Blight and perish, then return Creation to your chore never ending,
Though it appears dim sometimes because the tunnel winds,
But beyond the next bend the illumined mind might find a permeating ray.

O' divine mystery, naked before my thoughts,
Such grandeur and majesty, am I truly worthy?

Embracing life, colours blend, light filters through,
I am what I am.
The only death that came to be was to that of mystery,
As life has a way of renewing and cleansing,
And with the purpose of growth, the spirit will always be unending.

August 3, 1979

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Freedom in the Grace of the World

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.

- Wendell Berry
"The Peace of Wild Things"

For more poetry and inspiring quotes, see:
Life Rhythms poetry blog with Jonathan Mark

Comment by CHUCK W. on August 11, 2010 at 5:49pm

GREAT POST JONATHAN!
CEPT YA DIDN'T LEAVE A POEM. LOL