Practice Makes Perfection

“Practice makes perfect,”

yes, but what is perfected?

why is it perfected at all?

All those hours of seemingly vain repetitions,

the pain, the frustration

the cursing at the art form

and the Divine

and whatever thing or being you can think of

to blame your inadequacies on.

 

But yet, still, despite all this the best of us press on,

through the dark times

and the periods of fault and failure.

Finally, after all the falling down

and getting back up again,

we reach the top of the mountain

and suddenly everything-

every unsavory experience-

was worth it

for that one, fleeting yet sublime glimpse

of heaven