What is enough?
Is what I said
Before that pillow
On my bed.
Is it enough
To just succed
Or do some
Royal noble deed?
Is it enough
To be the one
We love to see
And admire some?
I asked myself
Some more that night
Before my room
Had no more light -
What is enough?
Is what I said
When thoughts of
'Loving'
Filled my head
I no longer questioned.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An interesting write; still trying to answer that question myself.