Perfection is an enemy of creation.
Give up your fears and face the dual-sided truth,
Your art will never be without flaws,
But even flaws are better than barely-started ideas that got left out to wait for someone with more skill, and are now rotting in graveyards of abandoned potential.
The present is all we ever really have, so why do you continue to push aside dreams brimming with possibilities in favor of "one day" completing them? Mastery is always just out of reach, but lessons are plentiful.
Create messy things, because that's what life is.
YOU ARE READING
Scattered Leaves
PoetryLanguage is a reflection of humanity. Chaos that veers into organization Just to spin away again with a giggle and a grin. Random poems that I write. I will update sporadically. Constructive criticism is appreciated. If you want to see my best poem...
