Michele‘s post reminded me of poems by two of my favourite poets.
Wendell Berry wrote in moments of despair he “comes into the peace of wild things who do not tax their lives with forethought.”
Mary Oliver ends Summer Day with the following question: “Tell me, what is it you plan to do/ with your one wild and precious life?” Paradoxically, the question is an answer to her eloquent questions about who created nature.
Nature has a way of being and providing us with lessons for life. It is in meditative moments, when we just are, we grow to understand what that can mean. We grow and value what is essential not to us, but to those who come after us.
“We do not inherit the world from our ancestors, but borrow it from our children.”