The art of imperfection.
A change of attitude and the
limits not to exceed where
temperature of mood fills
the moment of decision;
its high climate of change, though
unnumbered but important.
A formed shape begins with
order. A voice, a glance, an
answer without words.
The simple of life is the meal
feeding the hunger inside. A
fulfillment absent of strife becomes
the bowl of life, and a view of where
to go.
Roger Singer 