A Broken Perfection

Oh precious life,
Some days it feels so long,
Others, there will never be enough,
There is no perfection here.

Drowning in an abyss of tears,
Floating on a cloud of joy,
Getting lost somewhere in between,
Living is a challenge.

Falling when we wish to run,
Running when we wish to fall,
Nothing, but death,
A sure bet.

Beauty now takes so many forms,
Eyes greedy,
Hearts hungry,
Minds poisoned.

Love,
Never understood by all,
But always yearned for,
And appointed.

Oh such tragedy we weave,
Wonder as well,
Far from perfect,
Closely embracing miraculous.