"I worried a lot. Will the garden grow, will the rivers flow in the right direction, will the earth turn as it was taught, and if not how shall I correct it? Was I right, was I wrong, will I be forgiven, can I do better? Will I ever be able to sing, even the sparrows can do it and I am, well, hopeless. Is my eyesight fading or am I just imagining it, am I going to get rheumatism, lockjaw, dementia? Finally I saw that worrying had come to nothing. And I gave it up. And took my old body and went out into the morning, and sang. by Mary Oliver" <https://www.mindfulnessassociation.net/words-of-wonder/i-worried-mary-oliver/>#:~:text=I%20worried%20a,by%20Mary%20Oliver