Imperfections

 

Beauty is imperfection,

Creatively arranged,

By the wind and the rain,

By the sun and the moon,

By the genes and the blood,

By the paint and the brush.

In faces reflection,

A mosaic of pigments,

No hair the same,

One ear a bit higher,

Teeth are never perfect,

Yet a smile always is.

The sky is always different,

In the weather that enfolds us,

In a day too cold or warm,

In a sunset obscured by clouds,

Or no clouds to give it color,

Yet one is never like another.

Yet all we see is just refraction,

Light bouncing in reflections,

Casting in our eyes impressions,

Meaningless in themselves,

Until the mind brings understanding,

Yet only the heart can truly see.

Embrace imperfections,

In a state of constant amazement,

Never letting go of wonder,

To explore the next land encountered,

The next heart on the journey,

For live is an adventure of beauty.