“Our Real Work” by Wendell Berry

On By Christina's WordsIn Poetry

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.

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

6 thoughts on ““Our Real Work” by Wendell Berry”

  1. Brian Dean Powers

    Wonderful! This reads like a stanza from the Tao Te Ching. Perhaps Wendell Berry is the reincarnation of Lao Tze? 😉

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  4. Jean

    Love this – kinda the story of my life! Nice end-of-the-year piece. Thank you, Christy and a Very Happy New Year to you. I consider you one of my newfound treasures online and in life! Jean ❤

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