What You Have

It settles in like
A warm fog
Born of nights that
Last too long
And dreams that
End too soon

The wanting is to blame

Motions pass the hours
Till the sun
Breaks through the clouds

Bringing with it
Salvation
In the form of
Truth

To throw away
What is of value
For the sake of
Wanting more

More of that very thing

Is in essence to break
One’s own heart
To spite it and
Render it mute

In the name of
The ego
At the expense
Of what is real

There is no hurry
To get to the more
The more is now
The more is here

It is having the heart
To understand

That this very thing
You want more of

Is golden in its own
Right
As it exists in this moment

What you want
Is what you have