but maybe
it’s a beautiful thing
that we can never be perfect
maybe in fact, there is bliss found
in the idea that there is no limit to
being more of something we want
or less of something we don’t
maybe humans arrived
with the purpose to be
perfectly imperfect
so that as we grow our awareness
to the expansiveness of our souls
we quietly choose qualities
we want to be more or less of
throughout all of our lives
to be more compassionate
to be less ******* ourselves
i mean look at us
already carrying so much
so much worthiness and beauty
but still always wanting to be more
and i don’t think it will ever stop
i don’t think there is a limit
to what we can ever be
so in a sense,
in our current now state
we may feel imperfect
as we think of all we hope to be
and know we aren’t quite there yet
but isn’t knowing
there is more to see
more to grow
more to know
isn’t that
what we came here for?
