United States I gathered up supplies and built a space rocket. Everything was fine, I was shooting for the moon; but then I crash-landed on an island somewhere. I stumbled around for the last several years, and now I've begun getting stuff together and building again. 30 followers / 5.3k words
You can squeeze yourself Into a small body And move around like a particle, Or be a huge body And let waves accomplish The same within you; Both are valid Forms of life.
When you stand off base And let the winter cheer in, While the trees dance Their merry dance, and The wind circles round in glee, Remember this moment, When all was wonderful, Remember it for you and me.
Do not be quick to discard Messy things in favor of more Elegant, more Symmetric, more Ones. After all (As I have recently learned!) A baby is more Beautiful than a Diamond. All life is messy, and Your search for Perfection might lead only to Corpses.