Sonnet: Perfection Is Also Relative
Like how a diamond looks so perfect when
'Tis seen quite grossly but is not, too close,
A poem seems ideal and grand but then,
Its flaws unfold with scansion like one's nose!
Nothing on earth is perfect most always;
Records must tumble, new ones made with time;
Discerning eyes of humans have a gaze,
That's fault-finding although perfect a rhyme.
Both hills and mountains look alike from far,
Their differences seen by scrutiny!
From ovum same, twins gleam alike like star;
A lens infers the strange diversity!
Most things are faultless but are not in truth,
Like flavors changing for each bite of fruit!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 09-10-2020
Friday, October 9, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: life