Our deepest wounds surround our greatest gifts. (Ken Page)
Enough
Enough, such a curious word
to ponder on a solstice day.
Enough light, dark, pain, success,
orchids, and weeds. Illness and health.
Does enough thrive on my dinner table
or include food for a child I will never meet?
Does enough stop at my ego or begin there?
Perhaps, this is not a question to answer.
But, a journey to live.

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