'Flawless' Poem by Linda Winchell

Looking through my window
Seemed clear to me… when first shown.
But when I took a much deeper look….
I saw the imperfections… once unknown.

Tinted streaks of muddy colors within
Bubbles of air…scattered here and there.
The deeper I gazed… now into it
Its imperfections… it did share.

Like the faces we look at every-day
Some have… false smiles upon their face.
But as one takes the time to look at them
It reveals… its imperfection’s trace.

No man alone is an island
No one is without their imperfections… flaws.
Everyone who lives for, “Christ Jesus”
Has ever died… really for that cause.

Blessed are those who are persecuted for Christ
For they shall inherit the Kingdom of Heaven one day.
With all our flaws…we are forgiven by, ”Christ Jesus”
Come to, “Jesus”…He will wash all of our flaws away.

By: Linda Winchell
Copyright: 2009