To seek the perfect place
To find the perfect person
To reach the perfect goals
I had the perfect plan
But the home needed repair
People do what they want
Achievements lead to nought
Plans start over
The senses I depend on
Slowly leave me too
Time has its own way
Regardless how I fight
there’s still a burning hope
Of something reliable
But can I be worthy
I make a mess of rules
I know inside there is a place
That doesn’t see decay
When my mind is still
It calls to my soul
The perfect home exists
And the perfect person lives
Satisfaction rules perfect hearts
And nothing is left to be done
How can our imperfect hearts
Inherit such a land
We break so many rules
And hurt so many people
We would have to be redeemed
And it would take a perfect person
To give such satisfaction
In an eternal land of forgiveness
Once I am forgiven
I’ll lose the sense of futility
I can cease striving
For something that isn’t real
Joy can be my home
My lifelong companion
The object of my goals
That doesn’t dissapiont
Then I will build while I can
Love unconditionally
Look forward to experiences
And savor what is given me
Living my life in expectation
as one who is forgiven
But making my plans
As one who still has time.
The Rational Element 