Imperfect Vessels
How Imperfectly perfect you are? — Thursday prompt

Nature How imperfect you are that you chose to grew from a seed to a tree Oh, such a bizarre Thanks to god
Not thanks to god coz you gave us something aloud a mouth to speak and blame around
How imperfect am I? Is what arises, the moment I see the mirror This, that and a lot of error
not makes a sense yet we have 6th sense hence, show me some way even to climb the fence
he makes me fun she makes me fun am surrounded by insecurities, so I told them none
Cried, tried yet went for a hide then once caught by my grandma still I lied
“I love you, grace told me to my face Embrace this phase this not a race”
“A Life to Ace”
I realized then in matter of fraction, there’s no end to satisfaction
I started to love even the small things like how? there’s no end to the sky and above
What’s not perfect in this imperfect world moving around like a lovely whirl
I love myself I adore myself told this to mirror with a smiling face
you may reach a mile late or agile what we have is common a lasting smile
you are not imperfect, there's no room to inspect shout out for yourself I’m Perfect
“I’m imperfectly perfect in a perfectly imperfect world”
~ Aswin ©
