How Can an Angel Be So Imperfect?

Amateur writer. On the path of the phrase that says "practice makes perfect." Avid consumer of books that make me think, make me feel.

How can an angel be so imperfect?

Perhaps I should change the definition

Of beauty so that it could account for

Your uncontrollably curly hair and

Your never-growing beard and your silhouette

Against the window on a sunny day.

Perhaps people should know that your majesty

Lies in your chipped nails and tired smile,

Or the way your eyes twitch after you cry.

They should know that your confidence resides

In how you aren't afraid of confusion

And how you laugh at yourself openly.

Maybe the best things about you are

The things you forget to notice, the things

That are effortless--they are the secret.

Afterall, angels are graceful, and where

Would their grace stem from, if it isn't from

Their effortless glory?

Your glory is your imperfection, yet

I still fail to answer this question:

If everyday we seek perfection,

How can an angel be so imperfect?

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