Monday, March 23, 2009

Perfection is a moment

So many parts and pieces
Life ever shifting, moving, changing
Trying to hold them all
Just Right

Trying to find just the right place
Just the right things
Just the right scenario

Planning, thinking, working, searching
To make it just right
Finding perfection

Within the assumption of its name
Is the thought that once reached
It would remain
Perfection eternal
Hard won – the ultimate goal

Why does it not occur to us
That all the factors we fight
Against
All the parts and problems
In life
That we struggled against, fought against, and overcame
Would just stop
And perfection would stay

You look around one day
And you realize
You’re standing
Alone

In the bliss that you allowed to sweep you away
Life kept moving
Everything you fought against
Everything you struggled with
Kept moving
Kept building, kept coming


The struggle to get there
Does not allow
The enjoyment of arrival for too long
But one forgets, does not believe
Believing that all is finally achieved

And then you’re alone
Very far behind
Wondering what happened

All those parts never stop moving
Life continues
Parts that are hidden
Things that never even were

So far behind, so lost, not understanding
Maybe it’s a joke, can’t be real
How can it be possible
After all that’s been given away to find myself again

What if the heart no longer is beating
The soul dried and blown away
How could I have given so much
How could I not have not held onto myself

What a fool I must have looked
Blissfully Falling
Happily Believing
Desperately Wanting

Alone so long that one must wonder
Was there really someone with me
Here deep in this dark
Was there really someone who knew me
Someone who cared, shared my heart


That amazing moment
That time when we both know
That moment of perfection
When you were me and I was you
Did it really exist?
Was it deep and amazing
Or was it just a moment
And the rest my being a fool?


I think once there was something
And if not
It was true for Me
If alone is the only way I’ll know perfection
I’ll still take it, hold the memory - be the truth

I know now all those parts keep moving
I know now moments aren’t meant to last
Life keeps going and moving
Life means holding what was precious
Yet know that All has and end

Looking forward for the next moment
Keeps the heart beating and the soul with breath

I will hold what was so precious
Even if it was only to me
Life has so many moments
No longer my Hero must I see

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