• miranda_m 30w

    I made a tedious effort to paint a portrait of a meaningful life
    With painful brushstrokes of soul-jarring experiences
    Tinted with shades of azure horizons and grey skies
    Both the sweetness and the bitterness of a seasoned life!
    The portrait was perfect, yet the eyes could not see
    Too much of focus was on the flaws that were in me
    In spite of the flaws, the portrait was perfectly rendered
    The Hands of my God, my artist, had so meticulously delivered!
    He brushed the finishing strokes of victory on my strifes
    Painting a masterpiece of my imperfectly perfect life!