Yes, Quite

What life is enough? Don’t pretend

You haven’t wondered. What is noble

Enough? What is safe and comfortable

Enough? How much righteous askesis

Is enough? Love, the light, and a little

Physical satisfaction or, better yet,

All the time to do what you wanted,

To do nothing, nothing much? It’s not

A term we like to equate with worthies

Or worthwhile occupation in others.

How often have I heard someone

Or some goal being disparaged for being

Only concerned with merely enough?

And yet, it’s all anyone’s anxiously asking,

Have I collected enough data, thought

Hard enough, collaborated enough,

Served enough, worshipped my divinity

Passionately, purely, honestly enough,

Practiced enough, paid enough dues,

Advertised and organized all this enough,

Helped my suffering people, my family,

My colleagues, my planet enough?

That’s enough. You will have done

And had it once you lose it. Until then,

Can you maybe coax a lull from this day,

This morning, this window, this light,

This pause between chores and checking

Whether your whole world is ending soon

Enough to sit and think about how

The unreachability of enough is enough?