On the Job

Perfection, I know where you lie.
You've managed to elude, to hover even, but you've yet to allow yourself to be reached. Are you afraid, my darling? Perhaps you are. It is true, there are expectations for you, grand ones at that, and as a young and beautiful friend once wrote, expectations are the worst. But please don't fret, I know you'll surpass such things when you're fully aware of how much you're needed, wanted, and searched for. For now, though, I won't push or plead with you. You'll join us when you're ready.
And how, you wonder, do I have such knowledge? Why would I have such faith? Well, I've seen proof. I've seen traces of you in the earth, rays of your strength from the sky, lines of your influence in writing, and twinkles of your playfulness in bright, Aryan eyes.
So for now, my sweet, enjoy your time off. But before you go throwing away your time card, remember, I know where you lie, and you'll be clocking in soon enough.