Wendell Berry is one of my favourite poets and authors. He has a common sense way of looking at life and reminds me that we are here to care for one another and the world we live in.
Anger at humans,
my own kind –
I remember how it carried me,
joyous in self’s self-exaltation,
through a narrow opening as at birth
into the great hollow of the dark itself
where the unappeasable,
in unending revenge for revenge,
tread each alone
the circle of no
beginning or end.
And that is Hell.
~ Wendell Berry, Sabbaths 2010 X
Credits: Portrait – Thank you Carol. Poem: Thank you Steve Layman.
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