It is enough that the world <br />Takes me for its own <br />Gathers me in dark woods <br />By rock creeks <br />Where no water runs, <br />Swirls me with leaves <br />Behind houses in cold November <br />Or for my daily bread <br />Feeds me sunlight on clouds-<br /><br />Craig Steiger<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/enough-27/
