Hello. Yes, I’m back with another Wendell Berry poem that showed up in the perfect moment. I’d almost decided that I wouldn’t share one today, but… the message arrived, right on time!
We travelers, walking to the sun, can’t see
Ahead, but looking back the very light
That blinded us shows us the way we came,
Along which blessings now appear, risen
As if from sightlessness to sight, and we,
By blessing brightly lit, keep going toward
The blessed light that yet to us is dark.
This Day: Collected and New Sabbath Poems by Wendell Berry
My wish is that this will give you a tiny sliver of hope to help you through the next several weeks. Enjoy your Sunday.