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Perfection (a poem of inspiration)

Updated on November 3, 2017
Perfection...
Perfection...


The delicate...lies on the precipice...a balance in nature's design,

That created marvel, occurring over eons, only time can refine.

The beautiful, the magnificent, crafted of earth's finest resource,

The pinnacle of such a wondrous magnitude, on its natural course.

pinnacle of perfection...
pinnacle of perfection...


Each minute in the march of time should be a precious accent,

As if a predestined movement of finest craftsman to present.

Landscapes painted in a refinement of tones, across the land.

True beauty's most defining moment, all so rich and so grand.


Every measured cup so poured into the revered recipe of adoration,

Baked in a generous sunlight and to bask, as a benevolent divination.

Bold reflections made in the blue seas, that of each skylit reverie,

Daytime colors, all to decorate, and by nighttime's moonlight to see.


All was created by our god's own hands, each smallest entity

Now to await our every nourishing care, as stewards our identity.

Without the best and positive concern, a questionable future to be,

Every creature's future we hold, for each to live happy and free.

happy and free...
happy and free...

© 2016 whonunuwho

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      whonunuwho 18 months ago from United States

      Thank you my friend Ann and many blessings. whonu

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      Ann Carr 18 months ago from SW England

      Another beautiful poem, whonu. Have been away a while so hope to catch up on a few of your hubs.

      Ann

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      whonunuwho 18 months ago from United States

      Thank you Dana and I hope you have a wonderful day. whonu

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      Dana Tate 18 months ago from LOS ANGELES

      Oh, how wonderful are the works of God. This poem makes me think of something I read in a book the other day, about how great ideas start out as a thought, grows into a vision, acted on becomes reality.