Rivers to the Sea (Collection)/Enough

by Sara Teasdale

For other versions of this work, see Enough.

 

ENOUGH

It is enough for me by day
⁠To walk the same bright earth with him;
Enough that over us by night
⁠The same great roof of stars is dim.

I have no care to bind the wind
⁠Or set a fetter on the sea—
It is enough to feel his love
⁠Blow by like music over me.