Perfection

In my mind I have a view of perfection
there are two parts of this view
one is the dreamer one is the scene
my dreamer can take me away
from all the worldly things
the scene sets the mood
for me to be pleased
the dreamer's stature is great
has eyes of a summer meadow
the hair of an autumn harvest
calming voice of a rippling stream
the scene is a dark and quiet
mountain pass on a spring's eve
wind howls rains are coming
fire crackles stars are bright
these two together are my view
one alone leaves me in incompletion
together as one is my perfection

3/24/98

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