Enough

The words I speak,
Remain incomplete,
For you may believe,
You've heard enough.

But know this as ancient truth,
Though my words might stop,
They are far from what's within,
For I know you think that's enough.

I stop my speech and my words,
You won't understand meaning,
For the visions behind my eyes,
Show me what you can't imagine.

I shall say the words that remain,
Once a mind of equal surfaces,
One with a path as obliterated,
As the one before me is brimming.

You've probably heard enough,
Meek minded mortals say that,
You believe that's enough said,
But child, I've only just begun.