What We Need is Here
Geese appear high over us,
pass, and the sky closes. Abandon,
as in love or sleep, holds
them to their way, clear
in the ancient faith: what we need
is here. And we pray, not
for new earth or heaven, but to be
quiet in heart, and in eye,
clear. What we need is here.
by Wendell Berry
Why is it so difficult for us to remember the simple truth that what we need is here? Living from this place of faith with clear eye and quiet heart seems profoundly out of reach for many of us.
With remarkable simplicity, this poem reminds me to do the inner work of opening, allowing and letting go into the timeless present for it is here that I can experience life fully and more freely. It is here that I come to a place of acceptance, of peace with the way it is.