Poem: The Real Work by Wendell Berry
Aug. 3rd, 2011 05:04 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
It may be that when we no longer know what to do
we have come to our real work,
and that when we no longer know which way to go
we have come to our real journey.
The mind that is not baffled is not employed.
The impeded stream is the one that sings.
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Date: 2011-08-04 12:56 am (UTC)And given that I'm baffled and frustrated lately, it seems quite timely for me.
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