I’ve come down from the sky
like some damned ghost, delayed
too long…To the abandoned fields
the trees returned and grew.
They stand and grow. Time comes
To them, time goes, the trees
Stand; the only place
They go is where they are.
Those wholly patient ones…
They do no wrong, and they
Are beautiful. What more
Could we have thought to ask?...
I stand and wait for light
to open the dark night.
I stand and wait for prayer
to come and find me here.”

Sabbaths 2000 IX

Author: Wendell Berry

I’ve come down from the sky<br />like some damned ghost, delayed<br />too long…To the abandoned fields<br />the trees returned and grew.<br />They stand and grow. Time comes<br />To them, time goes, the trees<br />Stand; the only place<br />They go is where they are.<br />Those wholly patient ones…<br />They do no wrong, and they<br />Are beautiful. What more<br />Could we have thought to ask?...<br />I stand and wait for light<br />to open the dark night.<br />I stand and wait for prayer<br />to come and find me here.” <br /><br />Sabbaths 2000 IX - Wendell Berry

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