You I seek, I’m bent on searching,
Book stacks, large, been long collecting,
And nature trips, there’s one this week.
Will I find you in a bubbling creek,
Or in the man passed, traversing?
I make notes with underlining,
Might it stick, the underlying,
But in then out, my mind is weak,
You I seek.
The miracle I’m demanding,
Is found in a Body, so fitting,
Where God becomes one with the meek
And as Man starts to clearly speak,
That I may have understanding.
You I seek.
Gary Edward Geraci
Total eclipse past,
I was in its direct path.
Predictions, perfect;
Nature’s rules, yet, set by God:
Father, Son, Holy Spirit.
Gary Edward Geraci
Pray this simple prayer:
“God if you’re there give me Grace!”
‘Till my face is blue
In gab, there’s no other Way
To find the Love of your life.
Gary Edward Geraci
I heard the Lord groan
And it brought tears to my eyes
Black men in the soil
Gary Edward Geraci
“the Anointed One”
draws swarms; bitty people, specs
rollicking skyward
in a boiling black cloud-mass;
contingent lives lived astray.
Gary Edward Geraci
