Irony of the imperfect creation
Searching for a perfect creator!
How we wish out of the chaos
Will rise harmony
And we will all be lifted
By our unseen benefactor
To a place so benevolent
Created by our imperfect imagination
And we will rejoice in corrupting
That perfect place of our imagination
As we have corrupted
Only perfect place
We ever called our home
Let imperfection reign,
Banish the thought of perfection
The Perfect Man
The idea of the poem formed while I was commenting to the poem of Pat Cegan as above ( Source of Inspiration).
Fleeting Muse 
Well done, I like it very much. Your blog is wonderful. I never have as much time as I wish to explore other blogs but yours is a winner for sure. hugs, pat
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Thank you so much for the kind words. Really appreciate.
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