MPDR Archives Blog Post #314 - July 18, 2015

Pause in this Moment

Bring Awareness to the next 3 Breaths

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 the time

I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.

(c) image by M Lee Freedman

Have a mindful evening

Lee

M. Lee Freedman, MD,CM, FRCP(C)

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