Enlightenment.
What does it really mean?
Is it really knowing the meaning of the world, the universe and Everything?
Is is when you finally understand that tricky bit of algebra you took forever to get?
Is it finally realising that life is imperfect?
That love is imperfect?
That the world is imperfect?
That I am the furtherest from perfection you can get?
Or is it finding the perfections in imperfections?
The proverbial light at the end of the tunnel...
The silver lining in the cloud...
The rainbow after the rain...
The good among the bad.
It is the contrasts in life that make us realise how good we really have it
And for me, that is enlightenment.