As I looked at the wonderful design etched in the glass, it occurred to me that it was the "scratches" that made the image beautiful.
It gave me to ponder how often it might be that the real beauty of something is found in the "imperfection." The jagged peak of a mountain, the canyon cut deep by eroding waters or even the "beauty" of an individual personality carved by the twists and turns of life.
The scratches make it beautiful! I sort of like that idea.
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