But, it's short, and beautiful. You should invest the 30 seconds it will take, and will thank me.
The Peace of Wild Things - Wendell Berry
(Via Hecate, here)
When despair for the world grows in meand 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 wild thingswho do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind starswaiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.
On the trails I at one with the peace of wild things, and my psyche is renewed.