Dr.Neil’s Garden, Duddingston, Edinburgh
The peace of wild things
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 on the beauty of 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.
From selected poems by Wendell Berry
Dr. Neil’s Garden lies next to the 12th century Duddingston Kirk (church) where the lower slopes of Arthur’s Seat meet the Duddingston’s Loch.