Renounce

Just when you think

The fates have lavished

You with all they could –

Family, friendship,

Love, empathy –

And you rest, replete,

You wonder,

Is this it?

Is this enough?

That feeble notion

Grows in volume

Gathering peels from

Notions of

Covetousness and inadequacy.

Enough? Am I? Have I?

It’s enough to drive you

Round the bend.

So you slow down, take stock

And how! Goodness me!

To re-discover your quaint self

Who is the keeper of a sanity

You thought you’d lost.

You are enough, she tells you.

You are enough.

What you have, or not

The foibles and the fairy tales

That are part of you, or not;

Mostly, what’s not, she says…

Make you YOU.

So, don’t hanker, or give up.

You’ve got what you have.

Nothing to discard

No more to append

(For you know, you’ll pay the price)

Nothing really, she says,

You’re okay.

Renounce, if at all, you must,

That thought that

You need More.

You are enough.

 

18 April, 2018 , Day#18 of #NaPoWriMo, 2018 – as nonsensical as they come 🙂