Is it Enough? by Jane Windsor

Sunlight, like golden liquid pours

A splash of light, the spirit soars

Each breath, each rustle of the dawn

Is it enough when hearts are worn?

For birds who soar with outstretched wing

Known not to fear, but only sing

And in full-throated ease, their song

Will soften hearts, will right the wrong

A crown of blossoms frame the sky

Is it enough? Becomes our cry

Like pink confetti, heaven sent

And yet, and yet, the heart's lament

We may be broken, battered, torn

We may hold fast the ones we mourn

Is it enough to hope, to cry,

To weep, to feel, to wonder why?

And nature, in her perfect peace

Comforts and soothes, all strivings cease

For in this gentle, softest tune

The suffering will end, and soon

We smile, through heavy-lidded eyes

Of banished tears and muffled sighs

How brave, how strong and oh so tough

For us to say

"It is enough"