We tend to perfection,

but

she already lives in it.



The sum of all virtues

her true nature

will always be.



There is no past at all

for her to even regret.



What exists is only meekness,

mercy,

cristal-clear hearted will.



So much as evil,

supports she the most,

rendering it the greatest good

in constancy of heart,

with smiling eyes, too.



For in white,

in white,

for ever

she will be life.



© Old Machine.