This Moment Too

At some point the task
becomes less about making
everything better, and more
about learning to better enjoy.

Outside, insects sing
in the thick August night,
here where suburbia
nestles against wild forest.

It reminds me 
of lush evenings
in my childhood.

I tell myself,
this moment, here, is enough.
You are enough.
It’s okay to accept this beauty.

written August 11, 2025