angst-ridden?

i don't know if i'd ever used this term pre-seattle. on our drive to snoqualmie it occurred to me that perhaps angst-ridden is that one term that describes us as we are when we're distant from our inner selves. be it stress, anger, sadness, loneliness, etc. that we're feeling, what we are is angst-ridden. in our desperate attempts to turn left or right, to extricate ourselves from our situations somehow, we succeed in the generation of angst alone. it is then no longer about our situation and how we deal with it - it's about our angst and how we deal with that. and when the angst within is dissolved, the world is full of beauty. on my morning walk through the sunshine, i was struck by the truth of these lines below, and they resonated within:

There is beauty in the forest
When the trees are green and fair.
There is beauty in the meadow
When wild flowers scent the air.
There is beauty in the sunlight
And the soft blue beams above.
Oh, the world is full of beauty
When the heart is full of love.
- Anon