“I go among trees and sit still. All my stirring becomes quiet around me like circles on water. My tasks lie in their places where I left them, asleep like cattle... Then what I am afraid of comes. I live for a while in its sight. What I fear in it leaves it, And the fear of it leaves me. It sings, and I hear its song.”
Quote by Wendell Berry
Work
A Timbered Choir: The Sabbath Poems, 1979-1997
This book is a compilation of religious-themed poetry focusing on the Sabbath period, showcasing the author's reflections and interpretations of this religious observance over nearly two decades. more
