Choosing beauty and cherishing life

I wonder if it’s a choice between beauty and perfection? Because I don’t think we can have both.

One emerges in becoming – the dance of life – which is constantly changing.

The other is produced by control, with imperfections excluded. And the measuring rod is rigid.

Just try to measure anything you consider beautiful, and perhaps you’ll sense what I mean.

Beauty evokes life, and life is for living.

Enjoy both.