No doubt about it, we live in a time of great prosperity, coupled with great anxiety. I first published this back in 2011, and needed to read it again myself. I hope you will find the wisdom…
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 the wild things
Who do not tax their lives with forethought
of Grief. I come 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 I am free.