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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