Locked Out!

In this His Cross all have a share,

Bleed, brood, but bar none, all to bear.

New pagan ways, feign and lie,

Devil’s inroads - the soul to die.

False freedoms: jealousy, envy; 

Vain, thankless, pinched of liberty.

In dirt I crawled yet yearned for ease,

Spurn not your son forgive me please!

Dire straits, confined, pressed out the breath;

Gaped, gasped, a skyward grasp from death.

Shunned not the Church but it is shut!

Jaunt through mire and slime - tell you what!

This one respite, our high haven;

Jaws of hell spit, stole my heaven;

Locked out! Wait! Streaming feed: movement!

Live! Soul food - the great Sacrament!

Flickering flames, candles, and shadows;

Majestic God - glory follows!

Pray, converse with God; put to trust

His grace and grace to give must,

By clear assent, climb pure heights;

Heirs, fair children! Free, He delights!

Our flesh He took; in Bread now,

Dazed to see, compelled to bow

And bend a knee. Might! Adore!

Christ King! Prostrate, fall to the floor.

Lord Jesus, the Son, I AM.

Born to draw near, in love I am!

- Gary Edward Geraci