I've never seen something
As perfect as the moon.
The way it lights up, every night.
The way it curves around itself
Forming a perfect circle
With glowing beauty.
That was until someone sat next to me
And explained the irregularities of it.
In that moment, I realized that
The object that to my eyes was perfect,
To other was insignificant.
And that is, I think,
How we see each other.
To some foul, but to me unflawed.
- t.n.
