Kirkepiscatoid

Pied Beauty (by Gerald Manley Hopkins)

Glory be to God for dappled things—
For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow;
For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim;
Fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches’ wings;
Landscape plotted and pieced—fold, fallow, and plough;
And all trades, their gear and tackle and trim.

All things counter, original, spare, strange;
Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?)
With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, dim;
He fathers-forth whose beauty is past change:
Praise him.

Messy Perfection (by Kirkepiscatoid)

Glory be to God for messy perfection—
For things done wrong but worked out right anyway;
For broken hearts patched with duct tape,
Reinforced with chewing gum and J-B Weld Epoxy;
Jokes told at funerals, smiles through tears;
And all moments of bravery in the face of fear.

All things backward and counter-intuitive;
Whatever is human, and heartfelt and real;
With whatever rude tools we venture forth into God's kingdom;
He sees true beauty in the rough hands of our souls:
Praise him.