Imperfectly Perfect

A dot in the grandeur
Invisible to those with view
They see right through it
Until there is a difference
Perhaps when it shines
Like a moon with a fleck
Imperfectly perfect

A voice in the chaos
Inaudible to the loud
They ingnore the whisper
Until the roar reverberates
Perhaps when that’s heard
Like a suprano in the opera
Imperfectly perfect

A truth amongst all lies
Irrelevant to the crooked
They overlook the grit
Until it slashes existence
Perhaps that’s audacity
Like the force of will
Imperfectly perfect

A dare within mediocrity
Obscure to the smug
They are those that falter
Until the rise is a miracle
Perhaps that’s real living
Like evidence of every birth
Imperfectly perfect

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: