I've had enough of always feeling like I need more clothes.
They don't satisfy.
Enough of feeling like I need just the right pair of shoes
They don't satisfy.
Enough of holding on
To things I should have let go of long ago --
They really don't satisfy
And Enough of letting go
Of the things I should be holding on to, daily.
Enough of having not having enough time, or energy, or creativity,
Because who can create in all this clutter, with all this clutter.
I need to move beyond the clutter, beyond the junk.
Beyond feeling like my house is one big Sanford & Son episode.
(Though I do live with a LaMont. No, seriously.)
I want to move beyond feeling like
I need to have something newer, bigger, better.
I want to be satisfied with less than Mr or Mrs. Jones.
One day, all these material things will fade away and burn up anyway,
And only one thing will remain.
LOVE!
