From "The Country of Marriage"

By Wendell Berry

Sometimes our life reminds me

of a forest in which there is a graceful clearing   

and in that opening a house,

an orchard and garden,

comfortable shades, and flowers

red and yellow in the sun, a pattern

made in the light for the light to return to.   

The forest is mostly dark, its ways

to be made anew day after day, the dark

richer than the light and more blessed,   

provided we stay brave   

enough to keep on going in.