Monday Morning Reflections

It is Monday Morning. I have been on the Tres Dias weekend which began on Thursday night and I got home at 9:20 p.m. Sunday night. I did not realize how tired I was until I got to work. It is always good to be home after a few days away. Had a good quote but lost it in the shuffle from work. Here is a great poem Roger Bourland ran as referenced on A's blog:

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 childrens’ 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 for their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.

- Wendell Berry
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