Perfection is –
The crossover from
Night to day, the precarious
Balance of a raindrop
Then falling away;
The juicy crunch of
A red ripe apple, the chimes
Resounding from old
Forgotten temples;
A meeting that transcends
Distance and time, perfect
Completion in a world
Without rhyme.
Beautiful.
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Thank you so much. 🙂
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Stunningly beautiful! Thanks for sharing this beautiful introspection.
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I’m humbled by your compliment 🙂 thank you so much!
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