Striving for Perfection Am I not perfect so good so humble so divine, to show to the world the essence of life… Am I not perfect so good so humble so divine, to show them the right path of living and dying… Am I not perfect so good so humble so divine, to show them the strengths and weakness of theirs… Am I not perfect so good so humble so divine, to show them the power of living together… Am I not perfect so good so humble so divine, in a palace of glass I live I see all… Am I not perfect so good so humble so divine, None sees me O what a way to lead others Am I not perfect so good so humble so divine, Written words of mine not easily understood by many Am I not perfect so good so humble so divine, Verbal saying is for making you feel the love I have… Am I not perfect so good so humble so divine, None understands me for am I not empty… Am I not perfect so good so humble so divine, O you people never would you see the essence of me… Am I not perfect so good so humble so divine, Alone on the island of life I live, I see and I breathe… Am I not perfect so good so humble so divine, Seeking others to live together, be loving and caring… Am I not perfect so good so humble so divine, So much I do for you yet you never see… Am I not perfect so good so humble so divine, So much I care for you, for life around… Am I not perfect so good so humble so divine, that even if it eats me slowly I forge ahead… Am I not perfect so good so humble so divine, Can I love Can I care Can I show the path… Am I perfect Am I good Am I humble, Am I divine… Suffering has become part of me and I know it… Am I perfect Am I good Am I humble Am I divine More I think of what am I? who am I? why am I? Am I perfect Am I good… Am I humble Am I divine… Tearing of soul is heard from within… O so much pain… Why Am I perfect? Why am I humble? Why am I divine? Nothing I know yet the mask is eating into me Oozing wounds bleeding soul… O so much suffering… Why Am I perfect? Why am I humble? Why am I divine? Divinity in all, I forgot to see; Being in essence I forgot… Each day a realisation occurs; is it a vision of life or death… Vision is mirage, thoughts are purgatory… O my life.. Closed my eyes for too long cannot see the light… Vision is lost, purity lost, senses withhold… I see a hand touch me bless me love me hug me… Want to see the light? But inside, it holds back… Am I not perfect so good so humble so divine… Filling the ethos of mine, tearing the I from life… I live with eyes open now to see the path Path of divine vision shown to me… May I become perfect, become good, become humble, become divine… ~Maitreya Rudrabhayananda From Atma Sanchaya Dhwani, Vol 2, Issue 17, Jan 1 2008