A poem for Thanksgiving

by Kimberly on November 22, 2007

in Musings, NaBloPoMo

wreath 1

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

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1 Christine Thresh November 23, 2007 at 8:08 am

Your photos always delight me. Thanks

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2 shauna November 24, 2007 at 6:42 pm

Oh dear Kimberly, this comes at just the right time for me. Thank you so much for posting this.

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