The Beauty of Imperfection

In the depths of a rose quartz crystal ball, 
A world of wonder, imperfection sprawls, 
As the light reflects, the cracks and flaws, 
A world of beauty, a world to pause.
 
For in these imperfections, we find, 
A world of beauty, a world so kind, 
A world of uniqueness, a world so real, 
As the beauty of imperfection begins to reveal.
 
The crystal ball, a symbol of grace, 
A world of beauty, a world of space, 
A world of imperfection, a world so rare, 
As the crystal's energy begins to share.
 
The light reflects, the imperfections shine, 
A world of beauty, a world so fine, 
The cracks and lines, the chips and stains, 
A world of wonder, a world that remains.
 
And in this beauty, we find our soul, 
A world of wonder, a world to behold, 
As we embrace our flaws, our imperfections, 
And find the beauty in our own reflections.
 
For in the crystal ball, the beauty lies, 
A world of wonder, a world to rise, 
A world of imperfection that sets us free, 
As we embrace the beauty of imperfection and simply be.