"There is no perfect love" I heard that somewhere today.
Nothing on earth is perfect- everything is imperfect. When I create something i do so to the extent that I believe it in itself is perfect, it is the most perfect it can be. I realize imperfections do exist and to all other eyes anything that passes through my hands is flawed or can be - but to me it is the intent of putting together the piece in all of its beauty and glory and having it complete that makes it so perfect.
It can grow old, yes. It can lose color, yes. It can become modified, yes. It is vulnerable and helpless and cannot withstand even the slightest bit of an earthquake...yes.
It can even disappear, but it will never cease to exist in my imagination and that is why it is oh so perfect to me.
1 comment:
YOU are brilliant! B for brilliant, T for Tina.
B for a bright light
In the night
And especially the day
But, like the Emperor's New Clothes,
Only the truly innocent
And deserving
Can see it
And love it even when,
ESPECIALLY when,
The glare makes them blind.
Because then, they can truly
Feel
Your
Beauty.
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