"I am not perfect today." Today when I hear the phrase I sigh with relief. I don't have to live with that untruth. ~ Jhe T
Would I be perfect if I could?
Surely. I've tried forever, failed daily...
hourly. And the answer is, it doesn't matter,
it's fantasy, it's a myth. I'm imperfect
and I'll always be so. Perfection may appear,
may show up, but not as an adjective
modifying me. But as a gift, a state of mind,
of being, of love, that I can hold on to
when I surrender and become humble
so I'm able to accept it.
Surely. I've tried forever, failed daily...
hourly. And the answer is, it doesn't matter,
it's fantasy, it's a myth. I'm imperfect
and I'll always be so. Perfection may appear,
may show up, but not as an adjective
modifying me. But as a gift, a state of mind,
of being, of love, that I can hold on to
when I surrender and become humble
so I'm able to accept it.
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