Sonnet: Perfection Is Also Relative

Like how a diamond looks so perfect when 'Tis seen quite grossly but is not, too close, A poem seems ideal and grand but then, Its flaws unfold with scansion like one's nose! Nothing on earth is perfect most always; Records must tumble, new ones made with time; Discerning eyes of humans have a gaze, That's fault-finding although perfect a rhyme. Both hills and mountains look alike from far, Their differences seen by scrutiny! From ovum same, twins gleam alike like star; A lens infers the strange diversity! Most things are faultless but are not in truth, Like flavors changing for each bite of fruit! Copyright by Dr John Celes 09-10-2020