When despair grows in me and I wake in the middle of 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 for their light. For a time I rest in the grace of the world, and am free
A treasure for a wild soul. A talisman to carry close to your heart.
Hand sawn "wild soul" lettering. Beautiful American Turquoise heart and double bed of silver sheet.
Loads of work with a happy ending and beautiful result.