I am . . . Human.

I am not perfect. I am not flawless.

We think that everything we try to do, we can.

But then we fail, and make a mess.

We have a thing inside us called flesh,

That, no matter what we do,

we want to be selfish.

I am wandering. I am curious.

We look at the world around us,

So full we can barely understand it.

We are beautiful. We are amazing.

Tiny universes in our very DNA,

Ever since that day God said, "I will create a being,

Man, whom will look like me and be my child."

What can we say?

Each atom of us so carefully created,

Our personality, each unique, came from His own imagination.

For us to grow up He patiently waited,

To blossom in his love, for we are His creation.

But most of all, for which there is no debate,

He is Wonderful.

He is Great.

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