A wise man told a woman, over and over,
that anything more than sixty-eight percent
as her Texas Bar Exam score was overkill.
She knew she’d done that well and set worry aside.
Then came the day when results were received,
and she had well past that mark.
She had less than a percentage point lower
than the highest score in the state.
At that turn, the wise man asked her
why she hadn’t tried a bit harder.
Why would enough not be enough?
But we too often don’t accept enough.
We want more. Since childhood
we tried to excel, to reach the top,
to deserve respect and honor.
But we don’t need that.
We do our own enough
and if it really have done enough
to do this job we’ve attempted,
we’re fine. We may want the pentacle.
But we don’t need it. Today’s work
is sufficient for the day,
and we measure by what we’ve tried,
not necessarily by the “perfection”
of those around us.
I am enough.