Kobe Bryant

Perfect.

It’s not just meant
for what we want.
It’s a term to describe
life in all cases.
A shining, mountain top
with nothing left above
that takes your breath
away when you see it.
We humans,
we need these mountain tops
because we haven’t yet
learned to see
what is at eye level
as perfect.

So we take the mountain top
and when those moments
come,
some…
Heralded
Trumpeted
Burning hot with awe,
aspiration,
adulation,
the victory of humanity.
We say,
perfect.

But there are also those
that decimate
our human denial
that tear down
the ego filled rooms
in our heads,
that destroy our fantasy
and bring us back
to such tragic love
as we surely
have never felt.

So complete are these decimations
so total
we are left unguarded
destructed
we do not waver,
we fall.

We fall deeply into
the pain of love.
We fall deeply
into the truth of pain
and the truth
we leave behind
everyday,
the truth of love,
the truth of pain,
the truth of love,
the truth of pain of love.

Perfect.