I walked out of the meeting
Seething with anger;
I drove home shaking,
Almost in tears.
As I came in the house
My wonderful wife was there,
And as I told her what happened
I started to get calm.
I knew what I should do,
So I poured out a scotch,
Laphroaig of course,
Went into the garden,
And sat listening to nature.
The day was ending
And a calmness was all around.
I sat there in the still evening
Glorying in the sound of the birds,
And that calmness started to come
Into my body,
Into my mind.
Nature did its work again,
As it always does.
There seems to be no problem
That comes to me
That just sitting with nature
Cannot cure.