He has made you, sacred and perfect.

Savannah Keith, Poetry Editor

Even if God gave me the stars
and told me to paint a masterpiece
with my only medium being cosmic,
and ordered me to paint the most
beautiful thing he’s seen,
An apology would be conjured
in truthful excuse
I would say he could surely not expect
me to create the greatest thing
when already, he has made you
sacred and perfect.