Click on PictureA Highwaymen picture
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.
This is my favorite poem. ~nita~
I will keep John's address on my front page for all who want to send cards.
John's address: SSM Rehab
c/o John Zimmerman
room 137
6420 Clayton Road
St. Louis, Mo. 63117
4 comments:
hi nita. i was tagged by sparrow to do the desktop meme and i tagged you. if you feel up to it, i'd like you to join us. if not, i know you're busy, then it's ok.
Lovely poem. Very meaningful.
This is a beautiful poem and painting. I love the colors.
I hope you're feeling better today. Been praying for you.
amanda
Pia: Thanks for thinking of me, but I may have to decline on this one. xoxo Nita
Susan: Thank you. xo Nita
Amanda: Thank you dear. xoxo Nita
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