Enough

You’re enough for me….

Not in the sense of minimal necessity,

But of absolute repletion…

No lack,

No want.

Not mere adequacy

But absolute sufficiency.

Sometimes we cling to you in the

Death throes of life

And it seems that we can merely eke  

Through survival.

And in times more real

We are overwhelmed,

Overcome,

Blown over and prostrated

With the enormity—

The immensity of your

Outrageous outpouring of Love;

The excellence and repletion

Of your Sublimity.

Enough

Could not possibly be more:

No lack

Nothing else to desire

No other conceivable benefit

To be attained by any avenue.

Enough for the satisfaction and Fulfillment    

Of every desire, longing and need

Every wild wish

Every audacious askance

Every conceivable crevice,

Every aching need…

Enough to satisfy every hunger,  

Every deficit.

Enough

Could not be more;

Cannot be less.

Oh Adonai

You’re Enough for Me.

Cynthia Lott Vogel

2008

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