"The eyes of the future are looking back at us and they
are praying for us to see beyond our own time. They are kneeling with hands
clasped that we might act with restraint, that we might leave room for the life
that is destined to come. To protect what is wild is to protect what is gentle.
Perhaps the wildness we
fear is the pause between our own heart beats, the silent space that says
we live only by grace. Wilderness lives by this same grace. Wild mercy is in our
hands.”
--Terry Tempest Williams