Wednesday, June 07, 2006

A poem by Wendell Berry

Faith, so profoundly stated. This excerpt from Wendell Berry's imagination soars in a simple and searing profusion of truth that surrounds every being and every life.

What We Need Is Here

Geese appear high over us,
pass, and the sky closes. Abandon,
as in love or sleep, holds
them to their way, clear
in the ancient faith: what we need
is here. And we pray, not
for new earth or heaven, but to be
quiet in heart, and in eye,
clear. What we need is here.

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