Masterpiece

This is a poem that I wrote a few years ago. At the time, I was struggling, heavily, with how I looked and finding every flaw in myself. The other day, I went back and read some of my poetry, like I sometimes do and this little gem melted my heart and helped me see exactly how I want to see myself. The attitude that I/we should all have. It is one thing to want to be healthy it is another to criticize every minute detail. I worked very hard on this poem and most of the time I do not share my poetry with people. Please, do not copy this poem as your own. You may share it, but please, credit me for the work and heart poured into it.

Masterpiece

  Cassie Taber

Look at me!

Just look at the disaster I have become!

These colors don’t blend well.

The shape, here, just won’t do.

There are scratches that won’t fade

And spaces He didn’t fill.

The paint has bubbled here

And drips where it shouldn’t.

The colors are too pale,

Too bright or light for anyone to see

Yet, He calls me His masterpiece?

Some work of art I am!

I am nowhere near perfect.

There is so much that is wrong,

So much that I would change.

“But I’m not finished with you, yet,”

A gentle voice tells me,

Hurt by my thoughts

As a brush clinks against the jar that held it.

His steady hand guides the brush to my canvas.

Who am I to tell the artist

What is good and what needs to change

When I am the one who cannot see the whole picture?

After all, He calls me His masterpiece.

 

 

 

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