Greenway Meadows Park

Located in Princeton, NJ, I find myself gravitating towards this park on days when I need to reset.

I first discovered this park when I had been assigned a case for work nearby. It was a nice place to take a break from my fast-paced and at times high-stress job as a homecare occupational therapist.

Just as I was climbing the first hill towards the meadow from the parking lot I came across the poem below. Since 2010 the park has had a mile-long, nature-themed poem trail, thanks to the generosity and creativity of Scott and Hella McVay. 49 poems in total from various countries and cultures, I connected most to the following poem:

The Peace of the Wild Things

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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