Enough Poem by Smoky Hoss

Maybe it'll never come
And maybe the want of it
Will never go.
Perhaps it will always just be
Out there...
There and there and there.
Could be forever in wild wonder
-Open mouthed-
Too awed to change
I'll just stare at it from afar
At a wide-vision distance
Seeing it all - the whole thing
Spread out in incredible, unspeakable beauty
Like the very first sunrise upon the new Earth
Maybe the best I can ever do
The most I can ever hope for
Is just to see it,
and to slightly, yet deeply feel it
The way a tender, warm breeze caresses.
Goose bumps on the skin, and in the heart
Prove tis real.
Perhaps -for now- that is indeed
Enough.