Please understand

There is nothing here ...that is everything.

Please understand.

I broke my mother's most precious vase. All pieces were still whole.

I slipped the brush and spoiled the painting. It was the most natural expression of all.

I calculated the number of the beast. Each number is infinite.

Imperfection exists only in our understanding.

I am a fool and don't understand at all.

I trip and fall.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

You are a amazing writer. You know how to use the language. This poem left me sadness and the feeling of regret. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[DaVoid]

No need to feel sad. There is no perfection and that's perfect.
Thanks for the feedback. All feedback welcome.
Glad you liked it.

[Coyote Poetry]

Was my pleasure and you are welcome.