Welcome, beautiful traveler. I greet you with the holy word "love."
When you see that which you do not have, the world is less than perfect. When you see that which is lovely, and yet could be lovelier, the world is less than perfect.
When you grasp that things are unfair, the world could hardly seem further from being perfect.
But there is an advantage that this world has over the perfect world: we know that we have this one.
Accept the fact that imperfection will occur. Acknowledge how rampant it is upon the face of this planet. And then, when you have come to fully appreciate the flaws with which our entire existence is wracked, let yourself marvel at how beautiful and wondrous are the beauties and wonders granted to us.
For all that the world tries to visit sickness and disappointment upon us, for all the black-hearted plots that are laid bare on the news, or malevolent banalities whispered to us by the office grapevine, there are still moments and scenes of such stunning purity, truth, and, yes, perfection for us to enjoy that we should rejoice in our hearts for the opportunity to suffer as we suffer in return for the privilege of experiencing them.
That so much beauty can exist in a world capable of such ugliness is a testimony to our minds and eyes and hearts.
Thank you, goddess of love, for the ability to see, and for the chance to see you, in each instant of perfect and imperfect glory alike.