Wilfred- “The muse of perfection”
10 October 877
In whispers soft, the muse of perfection,
Guides hands that sculpt with delicate grace,
Each stroke a testament, a divine trace,
In pursuit of flawlessness, an affection.
Yet, in its grasp lies a subtle deception,
For flawlessness is a fleeting embrace,
A fleeting mirage in life's fleeting race,
But in imperfection, beauty finds affection,
And in acceptance, we find true perfection.
3/8/2024
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