We’re stronger for our flaws; not less so.
If it’s not working, time to let go…
Of the comfort zone & boxed ticked.
Uncomfortable doesn’t mean licked.
Chase perfect in a distant mirage.
Its dissolve delivered by barrage…
Of one fine mess after another.
Perfect’s a lie like any other.
Maybe ethereal’s good for aim.
As long as none expect to attain…
Cool fruit & water from yon fiction.
Oases wiggle beyond action.
So, shoot for the moon to get on up.
Just know that perfect’s a poison cup.
L.B.Stowe 