The angels are perfection forged by God's own heavenly hand.
Born for the adoration and exultation of the Highest of the High.
Yet they were imperfect in their perfection, for their devotion was not freely given.
It was threaded into their creation, they could do naught but comply.
But love is not love if it is compelled and does not stem from true desire.
Thereupon, God, from the grains of the earth molded a new creation he dubbed as man.
Mankind was formed in the image of God and favored with his own unique gift of free will.
And in our imperfection we give God more glory than any perfect being ever can.