»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«.
These words reminds me, yet again, that there's solace in the beauty that surrounds us, that there is peace to be found in the wild things. Listening to the silent voices of nature you can only hear when you hush your own inner voices. Silent voices with a meaningful language speaking wisdom.