...to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free....

27 March, 2011

a poem for today



 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.
                                 Wendell Berry

8 comments:

  1. Mike, nice thoughts. Nice sky!

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  2. i just found you today...and i see my friend susan here from beyond my kitchen window....love your blog and am happy to follow

    i LOVE MAINE !!!!!

    kary

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  3. thanks for the buttermilk tip...i am doing it

    :-)

    happy to see you at Farmhouse Kitchen

    kary
    xxx

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  4. Dear Mr. Berry,
    I couldn't agree more, sir.

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