This Is Enough

By Anonymous

Me and this morning,

The waking sun,

The sleeping world—

I begin to wonder

How I ever believed that this was not

Enough.

Sitting here,

Just the earth and all its glory

And the sun shining on me.

I am content here,

Soaking up the warm earthy energy.

There’s nowhere else I’d rather be.

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