The World Is Too Much With Us
I read this poem after a week in the city and thought…isn’t it lovely!
When the world is too much with me I like to meditate. Sat waiting patiently with my eyes closed, the mind eases up and the world that was too much loosens its grip. Slowly I get back to whatever it is that matters most.
Other times it might not be a meditation that I turn to, but a walk in nature, tending to a houseplant, cooking a meal or reading a novel.
What are some of the things you do to keep perspective?
The world is too much with us; late and soon,
Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers;
Little we see in Nature that is ours;
We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon!
This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon;
The winds that will be howling at all hours,
And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers,
For this, for everything, we are out of tune;
It moves us not.—Great God! I’d rather be
A pagan suckled in a creed outworn;
So might I, standing on this pleasant lea,
Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn;
Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea;
Or hear old Triton blow his wreathèd horn.
— William Wordsworth, 1770 -1850
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