A Timbered Choir | Second Sunday.

Slowly, slowly, they return
To the small woodland let alone:
Great trees, outspreading and upright,
Apostles of the living light.

Patient as stars, they build in air
Tier after tier a timbered choir,
Stout beams upholding weightless grace
Of song, a blessing on their place.

They stand in waiting all around,
Uprisings of their native ground,
Downcomings of the distant light;
They are the advent they await.

Receiving sun and giving shade,
Their life’s a benefaction made,
And is a benediction said
Over the living and the dead.

In fall their brightened leaves, released,
Fly down the wind, and we are pleased
To walk on radiance, amazed.
O light come down to earth, be praised!
– 1986, I (p. 83)

(This Sunday series is inspired by Wendell Berry’s A Timbered Choir.)

10 thoughts on “A Timbered Choir | Second Sunday.

  1. Simply stunning words and photos! The Selected Poems of Wendell Berry is waiting for me at the library, and I have you to thank for introducing me to his wonderful poetry.

  2. Thank you for sharing this book and your pictures with us. I picked up A Timbered Choir from my LBS yesterday and think I will read all of Berry's Sabbath books. He speaks to my heart.

  3. Berry's words and your pictures go together so well – and both are just beautiful. I just want to say thank you, Mary, and although I always enjoy my visit to your blog it has provided a much needed refuge this week.

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