That perfect sentence. What a perfect view!
A perfect moment… Yes, they will pass by
But they inspire me to seek out new
Perfections. To be perfect all the time!
Now isn’t that a dream worth following?
To stand on a great now and see the past
Unfolded at my feet, the struggling
Now making perfect, rueful sense at last…
Well, maybe. But where do you go from there?
The only way is down, and down, I fear
Is back to chains of circumstance and pride
New imperfections, new entrapments I
Thought I’d made history. So the climb begins
Again. So does the learning – of at least one thing
That imperfection is a perfect state
Of wisdom. Go and simply celebrate.