Perfection

What is perfection?

Is it a beauty that stops people in their tracks? Smooth, glowing skin, twinkling bright eyes, a demeanor guarranteed to look adorable and loving?

Or does it come from within. Are all those outward signs simply illusions projected by a personality and soul so gentle and good and loving that everything around them glows with a magical radiance seldom found outside of children's books?

Perhaps it is even a combination of the two, that occasion when the best of all worlds manifests in one place and those fortunate enough to be there get a glimpse of those rare ones who myths and folk tales are modeled after.

Whatever it is, I only know it exists and I am blessed to have touched upon it.