The Wisdom of Enough*

In the realm of wisdom, a delicate dance unfolds,

Where knowing what's enough is a virtue to behold.

It takes wisdom to discern, to let go, and to ignore,

To find the balance in life, and walk the middle shore.

Satisfaction isn't the absence of desire's flame,

But the ability to know what we truly need, and what's but a claim.

It's understanding ourselves, our limits, and our might,

Knowing when to stop, and embracing the present light.

When surrounded by echoes of our own design,

Sycophants who fuel our ego, and make the abnormal seem divine,

It's hard to see the flaws in our words and deeds,

But wisdom whispers truths, and courage heeds.

Life's journey takes us places we'd rather not roam,

Yet in the unfamiliar, beauty still finds its home.

But it's not our final destination, merely a stage,

For the best is yet to come, a promise to engage.

We're tethered to a center, a core that defines our way,

A constant amidst change, as we navigate life's gray.

The length of our rope determines the scope of our play,

A delicate balance between freedom and the weight we sway.

Good and bad, a matter of perspective's lens,

Context, values, and mindset shape our moral sense.

In the gray areas, intuition guides us through,

A compass of principles, forged in the heart anew.

Intelligence shines brightest in adaptability's light,

As the universe evolves, we must take flight.

Clinging to old stories, rigid and unyielding, won't suffice,

Wisdom demands we adapt, and embrace the emerging surprise.

To live successfully, without causing harm or pain,

Respecting each other's journey, is the essence of being humane.

We may seek a higher power, but God doesn't need our aid,

For true divinity stands independent, unafraid.

Life's purpose lies in intention, a direction we choose,

Facing each day without fear, with hearts that refuse

To be bound by anticipation's chains,

We step forward with courage, and let our true selves reign.

Every moment, every choice, every word we speak,

Has an impact, a ripple, a consequence unique.

The books we read, the conversations we hold dear,

The quiet moments of reflection, shape us, year by year.

Self-discovery's dance, a lifelong waltz we sway,

Not a fixed end, but a journey, where we find our way.

Embracing life's mystery, shedding labels that confine,

Our true selves grow freely, beautifully, like a work of art divine.

In the wisdom of enough, we find our peaceful nest,

A balance of giving, taking, and letting rest.

It's a journey, not a destination, where we learn and grow,

With every step, with every breath, our true selves start to show.

George.