Communing with the elements.
“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.”
This poem was read to us in our weekly online yoga class. It’s been a favourite of mine for many years, but something about hearing it that evening really allowed the words to sink into my bones.
It was the feeling of communing with the elements, the natural world, and the living energy that runs through us as mere animals on the earth.
A precious reprieve from the bustling world.
xo Ayla
