‘When it is unsafe to touch the hand of a friend,

– you may touch the petals of a daisy.

When the beat of the news is hard,

– go and listen to the soft rhythm of the waves.

When human affairs are confused and close,

– watch the cirrus clouds that paint the distant sky.

And when all that the earth offers seems a threat,

– Take off your shoes and walk barefoot in the grass.’

Rod Van Abbema.