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Perception of Perfection

PERCEPTION OF PERFECTION A PERFECT LINE DOES NOT EXIST IN NATURE THERE IS NO PERFECT SHAPE YET NATURE IN ITSELF IS FLAWLESS HOW CAN THIS BE WHEN OUR PERCEPTIONS OF PERFECTION IS BASED ON STRAIGHT LINES, SMOOTH EDGES, AND CLOUDLESS SKIES? WHAT MAKES NATURE SO BEAUTIFUL SO GENUINE AND TRUE ARE THE CROOKED LINES, JAGGED EDGES, AND FLUFFLY CLOUDS THAT LINGER ABOVE RIVERS HAVE DESTINATIONS BUT THEY DON’T HESITATE TO TRICKLE DOWN INTO STREAMS ALONG THEIR WAY. AS RIVERS JOURNEY TO THE SEA, SO DO THE WINDS JOURNEY THROUGH THE AIR CARVING MOUNTAINS, CREATING SCULPTURES SO GRAND THAT NO DUPLICATION COULD EVER BE MADE NATURE’S CREATION FLAWLESS RERALLY THE WIND HAS NO DESTINATION, ONLY PURPOSE. AS WE SPEND MOST OF OUR LIVES MOVING FROM POINT “A” TO POINT “B” TO POINT “A” AGAIN, IT ALMOST SEEMS…POINTLESS WE ARE EITHER LIKE THE RIVER OR LIKE THE WIND EITHER WAY…WE HAVE A PURPOSE ©

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Date: 7/9/2011 5:17:00 AM
What a wonderful poem to read on an early Saturday morning Rhonda. Love, Carol
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