When is enough, enough?
When do we say
This…
And no more?
Almost a year ago now, I had a dream in which I was given the answer to this question. What difference did it make?
When is enough, enough?
Dancing, dervish style. In one hand, my left,
An empty bottle of wine.
In the other a beautifully crafted full bottle
Perhaps we should call it…
The ‘elixir of the gods’
Yet this would not do justice to that which I held in my right hand.
Dark green embossed label
Announcing the presence
Of One who takes many…
Every …
Form, that helps
Bring us to our senses.
Who am I?
I ask in another space,
“How do you know
My name?”
He answers me truthfully
“Oh! Everybody knows Kareem… He drinks too much!
So much to say. So little time to say it.
Will you listen now?
Tracks in a Pathless Land 