As I wander through life, I realize it is always a process of self discovery and accepting imperfection that is perfect in itself. It is all there and is real. It is not about finding something that is ideal,but accepting that which is. That makes life worth whiling over.
Discover self–
Imperfect, unrefined;
Genuine, real–
Not hidden;
Unvarnished, vulnerable.
Happiness appears;
Refuge
Falsehoods recede–
Ever so slowly,
Spirit wakens–
Revitalized and awake.