Perfection does exist.

It’s always seemed just out of reach,

But it’s just that I had other things to do.

But now I feel I step into

Perfect air,

Everywhere I go.

The greener green

Isn’t on the other side of the fence.

It’s here with me.

The bluer blue that I sink into

By day, has perfect clouds of white

To light my day, 

By sunset, rays of sky-blue pink

Mesmerize my horizon,

And by night, the starry lights

Display the aura of the world to me,

And I can see how perfect everything is.

-jenn