Imbued With Hope
Perfection's reserved for God
we mortals must deal with less.
For beauty's more than you see
and lives in souls others bless.
Flattery fuels conceit
with its perfusion of lies.
For passion's prerequisites
aren't meant to recruit the wise.
Feelings of loneliness are
held hostage within the heart.
For reality is harsh
crushing dreams before they start.
But life is imbued with hope,
for every soul is a gem.
Who can see its true beauty
with only eyes to guide them?
When you believe in yourself,
pangs of crippling self-doubt cease.
And feeling confident, your
odds of finding love increase.
(Quatrain)
1/28/2015
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