A Portrait Of Aspiring Perfection Poem by David Lacey

A Portrait Of Aspiring Perfection



A portrait of aspiring perfection hath been painted
Through the creation of evolutions tidings.
A portrait of respiring reflections lay untainted.
Leaving my thought in meditation hiding.

They cry, the muses of my soul how they cry,
Forever sighing as I am forever wishing to be whole
And in so doing I am assuming myself to be but half.

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David Lacey

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