"And would a rose truly be as lovely,
without its prickly thorns?"
A very good point! How cute is it when a baby steals a lollypop? That is one of the majesties of human free will.
What is the meaning of safety without murder and rape. I don't like them, but they bring meaning. Plus, we had to be made free. That is just a state of being, and the right one.
What you do with your freedom is a different matter altogether.
Another great write.
-Gabe
P.S. I have typos and misspellings in a few of my works. :) These things happen.
Beautiful poem. I love the way you use Cosmology as the theme for your poem. But your definition of perfection is limited. You should have used the real/essential meaning of perfection for this work.
"And would a rose truly be as lovely, without its prickly thorns?" A Beautiful Poem that helps us understand there is a purpose for the pain and sorrow we have had to endure in our past...But Look who we have become...A STRONG Survivor from our Past. Great Read!
"Nothing to strive for
no ambition
Atheletes would shrivel up
from lack of competition"
I loved this poem. It reminded me of some of my own work.
Here is an excerpt from the poem that it reminded me of.
{{If we took away our pain, it would be like taking a plant from the rain.
We use our pain to grow. The rocks on the path help direct the flow.}}
Love All, Mejasha
"And would a rose truly be as lovely,
without its prickly thorns?"
A very good point! How cute is it when a baby steals a lollypop? That is one of the majesties of human free will.
What is the meaning of safety without murder and rape. I don't like them, but they bring meaning. Plus, we had to be made free. That is just a state of being, and the right one.
What you do with your freedom is a different matter altogether.
Another great write.
-Gabe
P.S. I have typos and misspellings in a few of my works. :) These things happen.
Perfectness could be so imperfect to bear....The monotony of perfectness would be as bad as a relationship with no feelings, no excitement, no fuss and no happiness.
The sense of achievement that we derive from transforming an imperfect thing in this world close to perfectness would go away in thin air.The biggest sense on satisfaction is to make the ends meet, but if they have been like that then life would not be worth living.
Interesting interpretation of what could be. I seem opposites merging. Differences respected and tolerated. Mistakes forgiven. That sort of thing. We all learn from our mistakes... its a matter of learning to accept. That is my vision. Differences are good. This is well said, though, even through our differences. You pose some important questions through your art. Well done.