you are enough.
you are enough
just as the sun gives light to the early buds in spring
folding them in perfect sunlight to pull their harvest in
they are not left wanting
you are enough
when I unravel in your arms
and your tenderness pacifies
an ancient longing
you are enough
just as the raindrops kiss the sapling
tiny dancers on their green bellies
exposed and bursting with veins
running like threads across their silent leaves
you are enough
when your whispers chase my face
speaking a tongue of children
hopeful and full of wonder
you are enough
when our bodies are joined
with sacred reconciliation
and you flow into me with a force of knowing
you are enough
just as the stars find their place in the cosmos
and the dark engulfs them
like a memory in the sky
you are enough
just as the branches find their great length in the air
a ballerina poised with unshakeable balance
hoisted fingertips in waiting
for the froth of flowering blooms that will grow
you are enough
even when doubt is preying on your mind
just as the moon tugs silently at the tide
you are the gravity my heart gathers
I am enough
to be yours and to be mine
I have a love that drowns oceans
a storehouse within
enough for both of us
you are enough
and your roots run deep
and I am convinced
that somewhere
under that all-knowing dirt
in the soil of our fermented lives
yours reached out for mine
I am not left wanting
Exquisite Kimbra. The stanza about ballet gently cradled me back to my outstretched arms, fingers waiting to unfold into the blooms. To me, your poem speaks not only about the union that unfolds inside our soul towards another, but our union with nature. Nature as our extension, the self extended, where consciousness flies and finds freedom. Thank you!
Wonderous words as always. I will draw a tree for you & hope I can send it to you. Thank you for amazing music that touches humanity so eloquently. Keep well.