Enough
My dear animal self,
It is enough
to have kindred.
It is enough
to have myself.
It is enough
to hold muses to my ear.
It is enough
to feel hero-journeys in my veins.
It is enough
to uncover new little joys: the birdsong and whiskers this side of town.
It is enough
to fill my air with light.
It is enough
to return to the woods free of the emotions once buried there.
It is enough
to keep building who I am.
It is enough
to not leap today into a hurricane misspoken as love or lust.
It is best
to hold yourself until the weather clears.
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I like this for what it says and does for me. In the final line, I read: to hold yourself as (to hold myself). Forgive if you will.
This is lovely and I appreciate the restraint at the end although I don’t do it enough.