Friday, March 04, 2016

Poetry Friday: Enough

This is one of my favorite songs on Sara Groves' latest album, "Floodplain."  I wish I could link you to a video, but I can't find one.  You can go to iTunes and listen to a sample of the song.  It's beautiful.

Enough
by Sara Groves


Late nights, long hours
Questions are drawn like a thin red line
No comfort left over
No safe harbor in sight

Really we don’t need much
Just strength to believe
There’s honey in the rock,
There’s more than we see
In these patches of joy
These stretches of sorrow
There’s enough for today
There will be enough tomorrow

Upstairs a child is sleeping
What a light in our strain and stress
We pray without speaking
Lord help us wait in kindness

Really we don’t need much
Just strength to believe
There’s honey in the rock,
There’s more than we see
In these patches of joy
These stretches of sorrow
There’s enough for today
There will be enough tomorrow

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5 comments:

Tara Smith said...

There’s enough for today
There will be enough tomorrow.

That refrain keeps plau=ying in my head...I need to find this song on itunes quickly. Thanks for sharing it, Ruth.

Carol Varsalona said...

This line resonates with me since it confirms that my OLW believe is the one for me: "Really we don’t need much/Just strength to believe.

The link to the song is at https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bhoun4m1VNs. Thank you for the amazing song.

Carol Varsalona said...

Love this song. I found the link at https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bhoun4m1VNs. The lyrics highlight my OLW believe so this is a great choice. Thank you so much finding this treasure. I will be listening to this song all day and may even be brought into my Spiritual Journey Thursday blog one day.

Linda B said...

It is lovely, Ruth. I like that "there's honey in the rock". To me it is about belief that if we look long enough, things will be okay. Thanks for sharing.

Violet Nesdoly said...

Beautiful! There must be a story behind this song for Sara Groves, as lyrics like this come only through "stretches of sorrow." Hope all is well with you and yours, Ruth.