This is a challenge for the members of Writing 2.0. In response to the poem "The Peace of Wild Things" by Wendell Berry, which you will find at the bottom of this post, you will write/do the following:
1) write and post a short poem (1 stanza minimum; 5 lines minimum) that answers Wendell Berry, by agreeing or disagreeing with him, rephrasing/paraphrasing his ideas so that they fit for you, or extending his idea.
2) Write a short personal narrative about a place where you have or you can "rest in the grace of the world," and feel free".
3) Find an image online and post that image to this blog, explaining how that image is a visual metaphor of an idea you took or thought in response to Berry's poem, or as a companion to your poem.
The Peace of Wild Things
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 a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.
— Wendell Berry