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.


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