I love all creatures great and small

I love all creatures great and small.
The ones with least brains most of all.
I look for beauty and I look for truth.
I often find one but seldom both.

I know it doesn't always make sense.
But I still seek the highest and best.
The ones I love are above reproach.
But they act like I am some kind of ghost.

I am looking into a window.
Not in a mirror.
I am shouting at her.
But she does not hear.

There is no one worthy of me.
That is plain to see.
I am a shadow, a specter.
Imperfect but I want to be better.