Enough?

 

Once upon a time
There was a man with healing hands
He did heal
But it wasn’t Enough.

Once upon a time
There was a man with hands covered with clay
He breathed life into clay and deadwood
But it wasn’t Enough.

Once upon a time
There was a boy with hands climbing rocks
He was drawn even to the humblest peak, only to balance at the edge for the briefest moment
But it wasn’t Enough.

Once upon a time
There was a baby with hands saying No
He kept fighting against each push
But it wasn’t Enough.

Sits in a darkened room
Gates behind him heed his call
Keeper of Passage
All but his own
For Enough is not his to own.

Then,
Why.

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{Denise gracefully hosts Six Sentence Stories, where writers unleash their magic under one simple rule: in no more or no less than 6 sentences.
This week’s prompt word is : BALANCE }

 

BTCOWIK

Spira / Nick © November 2023

photo art by misky.uk