When no one is left to see

What there is to come

How must we know

That all has come to pass?

~.~

If the world is blind to what there is

How can we tell that the mighty forest

The vast oceans

And the beauty of the valleys

Are still there to behold?

~.~

A veil has fallen

Between what we are trying to build

And what refuses to disappear

~.~

A wall has been built

Closing off the future we wish to 'perfect'

And the perfection the world has already made

~.~

Break down the wall

Move past the veil

Clear your vision

And see the beauty

You refuse to admit is there

~.~

The beauty you refuse to see

So that your own imperfections

Seem like the gem of lights

~.~

Put your imperfections right in the light

Up in the sight of those you wish the most

To see them not

~.~

Put the marvels of the earth

Upon a pedestal

Celebrate that which cannot be diminished

And rejoice in the imperfections

That you know you can live with

Because beauty is beauty

No matter how well hidden