I’m always thinking about life and what it truly means to live. It’s the most precious commodity any of us posses. Life is the beginning and the ending of everything. I continuously ask myself, what’s the best way to treasure this life and all that it encompasses? It’s a question that requires a life-long pursuit.

Random yet not so random musings.

Philosophizing
Poetry Tracie Ponder Poetry Tracie Ponder

Philosophizing

A life perfected

necessitates imperfection.

For perfection idealized by man

only exists in a vacuum of moments,

each of them isolated by our flaws.

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