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More Than Enough

An early morning walk around my garden is enough to remind me that there is more than enough. As I walk, I try to remember Thich Nhat Hanh's words: "Kiss the ground with your feet". Take a moment to walk with poet, Marge Piercy.

More Than Enough

BY MARGE PIERCY The first lily of June opens its red mouth. All over the sand road where we walk multiflora rose climbs trees cascading white or pink blossoms, simple, intense the scene drifting like colored mist.

The arrowhead is spreading its creamy clumps of flower and the blackberries are blooming in the thickets. Season of joy for the bee. The green will never again be so green, so purely and lushly

new, grass lifting its wheaty seedheads into the wind. Rich fresh wine of June, we stagger into you smeared with pollen, overcome as the turtle laying her eggs in roadside sand.

Poem copyright © 2003 by Marge Piercy Source: Colors Passing Through Us (Alfred A. Knopf, 2003)

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