“The Universe Bends Toward Justice” by Martin Luther King, Jr. / “The Peace of Wild Things” by Wendell Berry

Interlaced by Lucy Bell

When our days become dreary with low-hovering clouds of despair,
When despair for the world grows in me
And when our nights become darker than a thousand midnights,
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my 
children’s lives may be,
let us remember that there is a creative force in this universe working to pull down the gigantic mountains of evil,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
Rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
a power that is able to make a way out of no way
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 transform dark yesterdays into bright tomorrows.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light.
Let us realize the arc of the moral universe is long,
For a time I rest in the grace of the world,
but it bends toward justice.
and am free.


Lucy BellLucy Bell is a retired teacher and writing consultant. She is a certified Native Plant Master and Interpretive Guide at Cheyenne Mountain State Park. She founded Friends of Emerson in Colorado Springs, now in its thirteenth year.