Enough by Danna Faulds

It is enough to offer love,
no matter how imperfectly received or given.
It is enough to try and fail
at a difficult task; enough to fall and rise,
stumble, fall again,
sputter back to life.
It is enough to keep turning toward possibility,
hope, and beauty—
even when it feels like there’s nothing left to give.

It is enough to bear witness,
to be the one heart that listens,
to be the one who will stop running,
sit quietly,
and wait.

It is enough to be present to the grief,
the joy,
the unwinding of old ways,
and the birthing of new.

It is enough to be whole,
to be completely,
staggeringly,
imperfectly
who you are.

It is enough.

Shared by Sophie Stephenson