What would it take for the world to be perfect

What would it take for the world to be perfect? For ever mother to love her son to hold him close. For everyone to be born next to their soul mate. For ever father to carry his son on him shoulders and hold him close. For every daughter to know her parents… for them to love her. For the two chosen by God to meet. To hold each other close. To taste each others lips. To be lost in each others eyes. For everyone to be able to express what they feel with out shun. For popularity not to count. For money… no greed, or corruption. All the evils in Pandora’s box to be captured and sealed for eternity. For everyone to have the chance they deserve. For never a lie to fall. For all to see someone for whom they truly are… not the physical appearance but for the soul and heart… the love they hold for them. For man and woman to walk together as equals… making a complete being. For everyone to feel the love that was intended. For nature not to be scared by our steps. For everyone to no envy the other. But the world is not perfect. That is what makes life a mystery and a challenge. To climb the mountains of pain, to swim the river of tear. One person searching for completion in this world. Struggling. Surpassing obstacles. Life is not bad or good its the people that bring pain to others. Things happen… we can not change them. But we can stop from hurting another. We are just as the one next to use all that separates is thoughts and physical criteria. We all look different. None of us think completely alike. We all like different things. That is why the task is so great to find your soul mate. The one that has the rest of your soul. Together you are whole apart… still searching. Desperate we mistake lust for love. We choose physical beauty over what really exists the soul. We hurt our children. We are all children to someone never forget that. No matter the age or maturity we are all infants compared the world. If I had a choose to be born with the person God choose for me, or as life is. I think my choose was made when I was born. To find this person. No matter the pain… I shall endure to hold her close. To let out fingers touch as I hand her a rose. What another chooses I can not nor would not change. We are all walking this path. Why do we sill hurt another. When they are the same as us. We would take something over love. When love is what we search for. I have said this and I mean it more with each passing day. “If God had made me perfect he would have robbed me of life.” No matter who I am or who I become I do still search will I find her. My mother may never love me but still I do stand up and walk forward on this path of life. To many times have others lost faith. Through all the trials in the end you triumph when you hold that one person. To rest eternally in heaven with that person… with only their soul to see. “What once was is forever if it was true.”