Enough

 

Enough

 

There is more to it than 

this

 

though it dazzles as

wet leaves 

like 

iridescent scales

 

carpeting the forest floor

with fish

and filling the tree-lined shallows 

with so much light

 

that any thought of 

what else 

should 

be here 

 

floats,

fading 

 

while a mossy invitation 

moves among the bright shadows,

empty-handed

 

no longer grasping in fear

at the net.

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