I like this poem

I was going through piles and piles of paperwork last night (where does it all come from?)and found a scrap I'd ripped out from an old Real Simple magazine with this poem on it:

Wage Peace
by Judyth Hill

Learn to knit, make a hat.

Think of chaos as dancing raspberries,
imagine grief
as the outbreath of beauty
or the gesture of fish.

Swim for the other side.

I find it rather comforting though I can't say exactly why...