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Perfection"Every oak will lose a leaf to the wind. Every star-thistle has a thorn. Every flower has a blemish. Every wave washes back upon itself. Every ocean embraces a storm. Every raindrop falls with precision. Every slithering snail leaves its silver trail. Every butterfly flies until its wings are torn. Every tree-frog is obligated to sing. Every sound has an echo in the canyon. Every pine drops its needles to the forest floor. Creation's whispered breath at dusk comeswith a frost and leaves within dawn's faint mist, for all of existence remains perfect, adorned, with a dead sparrow on the ground.( Poem titled : 'Perfection' by R.H.Peat) .R.H. Peat
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Beauty is where the beheld butterfly disappears from sight.R.H. Peat