IS IT ENOUGH? a poem



In this frenzied, challenged world

Is it enough to watch a sparrow flit through the black gnarled branches of a plum tree?

To delight in the scent of rain?

To feel the autumn sun on my aging face?

Is the act of breath enough? or the warmth of someone close?

Is it enough to sit quiet and be?


The world is at odds,

its creatures needy and crowded;

multitasking, distracted, driven by the wild wind of whim,

chasing tails,

going nowhere fast.


It is enough

to watch the bird, to smell the rain, to feel the sun,

to breathe and be close

if we resolve it to be so.



About Mollie Hunt

I am the crazy cat lady, animal shelter volunteer, Trekkie, and mystery writer. I live in the rainy Pacific Northwest and will watch any TV show or movie filmed here. Even though I am of a goodly age (sixty-something) I go to Star Trek conventions in costume and am not afraid to be by myself. I enjoy my life in the cat lane. Words to live by: Spay and neuter; Live long and prosper; Grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, courage to change the things I can and the wisdom to know the difference.
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2 Responses to IS IT ENOUGH? a poem

  1. Bernadette says:

    Very nice, Mollie, just enough.

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