Perfect?
Completeness:
What I sought
when I was small.
Clarity:
What I thought
that I could call.
Calm:
What was not
were I to fall.
But if it fails,
or vanishes away,
or if I'm blind,
or mostly so today.
There is a promised tomorrow,
when that completeness will come
when I will see face to face
and know as I am known.
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