Enough could be the right amount
Of everything that doesn't count
Or it could mean we've had too much
Of food or drink or lies and such
Or if we know enough to know
Just when to come or when to go.
If only we could ascertain
Enough of luck or joy or pain
To never make the dumb mistake
That more than enough people make
Of underestimating fate.
No matter how they meditate
Its wheel eternal might rebuff
A secret wish before enough
Is realized or gained or had
For us to know if good or bad.
But sure enough it matters not
How much or little has been wrought
If we believe enough. In time
Enough is sure enough to rhyme.
The wonder of enough is sure
To bait us with its subtle lure.
Still in the end it's very tough
To know when enough is enough.
---1990---