Enough

I used to think I’d never have enough. 

Consume anything drove me,

 until I was battered and beaten. 

Tied to things of this world holding me down. 

Then I would stand in the night. 

See the stars, feel the things eternal rise and start.

 A beginning of freedom, of unknowing what was safe.

 I fell into the overwhelming knowing, this, 

this is enough.