A Perfect Life_a poem
A Perfect Life
By Tony DeLorger © 2014
Dismayed with reality and its harsh and crusty intent,
I seek the pure fantasy of a world I don't lament,
and in forging these new paths for a mind open to flight,
I discover a world of perfection, an epiphany of sight.
So intricate this fantasy world, so beguiling it stirs the heart,
as all that lives in form and cell are sharing and doing their part,
and from tiny specks to giants of form they rally for there deity,
and praise in selfless giving art, for each moment blessed and healthy.
I was so a taken back to see such beauteous fragile life,
I fell to knees in prayer for this, a world so void of strife,
and each life so delicate like jigsaws, just joined in perfect will,
and suckled on this vein of love, this blessed nutrient yield.
The more I sought the more I saw of life miraculous of heart,
and I my fancy the perception of it, could not understand its start,
for no man could imagine such a gift, such an impossible complex view,
and I as simple a human being could see that it all was true.
You see what I saw was no imaginary world, just the one that we are in,
each perfect stroke of genius, no man could evolve with a whim,
each life the perfection of creation, even our sorry bones,
for all our narcissistic ploys, its nature that guides us home.
In the end its how we perceive things, that brings our hearts to mend,
all that we have now done to life, no deity would commend,
but in seeing just what we have in us, is the beginning of our journey,
and realizing what this world could be, is worth our fight and earning.