Our Real Work

From one of our true Elders, Wendell Berry. Words I needed to hear today.

 

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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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Copyright ©1983 by Wendell Berry, from Standing by Words. Reprinted by permission of Counterpoint.

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