The Stream of Enough - Bill Dickinson

[Larry Robinson]

The Stream of Enough 

After decades of meandering hither and yon, 
like a sleep-deprived pilot with neither destination nor flight plan,
attaching tentatively wherever I landed,
as you learn to do when you grow up with your bags packed,
searching for more, 
yearning for more,
sometimes strategically, sometimes artfully,
mostly haphazardly,
I wandered awhile back, almost by chance, into contentment.

I feel settled now,
remembering afresh the sweet dreaminess of being four,
lying on the grass, idling timelessly,
nothing to do, nowhere to go,
staring happily at white clouds floating in a Pennsylvania blue sky,
rowing my mental boat gently down an untroubled stream
for which I have, at long last, found a name:
enough!


	- Bill Dickinson
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