I am enough but, Are you worthy? A bountiful river, And you lack thirst! You tread so lightly, Yet still my water ripples.
Satisfactory abode, Do you not see its value? An effortless flow, Toward a heart so vile. Worry not about the storm, I will not runneth over.
Sufficient in my depth, Your meager soul, unaware. I continue to churn in poise, Stagnant during the raging winds. Asserted and enough, So please tell me - Are you worthy? (c) Monica St Hillaire, 2020.