Define Perfection

Some may say there is no perfection on this world.  We have to wait for the next one to experience that thing one may imagine as perfection.  I disagree.  I can't define it, but I know it when I feel it. It is not to be put into mere words.  And what I perceive as perfection is not what any other person may see it as.  There are moments of clarity, of extreme sensation, that are snapshots forever in my thoughts that I feel are perfection.  Some are fleeting, flying moments of emotional freedom

One morning, years ago,  driving to work, I was listening to a tape of Native American music.  As I drove down the secluded road, the fog lifted to just the roof of my truck, the sun was shining into the fog and it was as though I was driving in shining golden mist.  Every time I drive that road I remember those few moments of surreal beauty.  That, I think of as a perfect moment in time.  And it is forever a snapshot in my mind.

There are many moments in my life that I think of as perfect.  To the optimist I feel there are many such moments.  Perfection in laughter, in beauty, in melancholy or in peace.  More than words, a deep perception in the soul.

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