Perfect Redefined
Nature doesn't move in a linear fashion.
There is nothing neat and tidy
found on the forest floor.
Leaves don't fall into a pile.
Random, scattered, multi coloured
Thrown, tossed---a tumble of here and there.
Grass doesn't grow in a straight line.
Wild, untamed, high and low
The curves and the turns have no pattern.
Trees don't stretch out straight.
Jut out, jagged, jostled about
Flaws and faults the norm.
The path ahead twists and turns.
Rocks strewn left and right
This plant, that tree, this vine or weed.
Nature let's her hair down.
Flowing freely whipped by wind.
Dishevelment is earth's standard.
Creation is not clean, pristine, or scrubbed.
Seemingly random, wonderfully creative!
Variety and diversity esteemed.
Beauty found in blemish.
Peace amidst mess.
Charm and comfort in chaos and colour.
Isn't the woodland wonder just perfect?
The wild, wind blown grass just perfect?
The twisted trees draped over the path...
Absolutely perfectly perfect!
Written October 2020
