Some questions about "Wheatfield under Thunderclouds"

What do you see?
How does it make you feel?
Does it relate to your life in any way?
Have you experienced living under "thunderclouds"?
What did you learn about yourself? 
And about God?

And here is a poem to reflect on:

The Peace of Wild Things

By Wendell Berry

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 in his beauty on 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 with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.

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