Kilian McDonnell: Perfection, Perfection

I love this poem. I appreciate all that cultivates compassion rather than judgment, tenderness rather than shame, love rather than fear, connection rather than separation. Warmest blessings to us all on our journeys. ~ Molly

Perfection, Perfection
 

I have had it with perfection.
I have packed my bags,
I am out of here.
Gone.

As certain as rain
will make you wet,
perfection will do you
in.

It droppeth not as dew
upon the summer grass
to give liberty and green 
joy.

Perfection straineth out
the quality of mercy,
withers rapture at its 
birth.

Before the battle is half begun,
cold probity thinks
it can’t be won, concedes the
war.

I’ve handed in my notice,
given back my keys,
signed my severance check, I 
quit.

Hints I could have taken:
Even the perfect chiseled form of
Michelangelo’s radiant David
squints,

the Venus de Milo
has no arms,
the Liberty Bell is
cracked.
 

- Father Kilian McDonnell