Sometimes it’s enough
Sufficient
To simply experience a moment
By itself
Without thinking about yesterday and tomorrow
It’s enough
To watch dusk slipping into night
As the heat of the sun radiates from the rocks
Where you stand barefoot
Empty
Just enjoying the impossible shades of bruised violet
Unburdened
Having found tranquility
In being unable to shoulder burdens
Things that are too heavy to lift
I am no Atlas or Sisyphus to take on the impossible
It is enough to stand on this rock
Without worrying about carrying it
And through the freedom of the unburdened
Discover peace in the eternal now of a sunset
David Trudel © 2013
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Oh, I so love this one. If oft times reach my ‘enough’ point, and there’s nothing more I’d like to do than surrender and just ‘watch’ and ‘listen’ as i just ‘breathe’. thank you david
Thank you so much Rhonda. I can see how you’d relate!
~♥~