Love Is Enough

How do you know
When it is enough?
When there’s enough
Sun, rain, and stars? How do you decide
That they sun can set?
And the moon can rise.
How do you decide when
You’ve cried enough?
For all that’s lost?
For all that’s gone?
Everything you know?
How do you know that
You have enough
To make you happy?
How do you know
That what you’re feeling is love?
Or if it is true?
Love isn’t perfect.
It’s hard, its scary, and its messy.
But it is enough.
Love is enough.
Always enough.