While On Our Way to Ouray

colored mountains Speak

while on our way to Ouray

hot coffee we seek

Gary Edward Geraci

Sister Mary

 

Vivacious young believer

Glowing in her youth 

Takes a veil, vow, and habit

And now loves us kindly too.

Though we’ve seen our better days 

And walk with slippered feet

Sister Mary cares for us

And assists with the food we eat.

We might be cross and angry

Longing for visitors 

So she makes the sign of the Cross

And takes us on Heavenly tours.

Each night for us we end in prayer

Her voice so soft and kind

Some of us will not wake from sleep

But it’s sure, Heaven we will find.

Gary Edward Geraci

You’ve Rode Along

 

In prayer and in my deepest 

reflections, I don’t have to 

map out the wild waywardness 

of this poor, bent, beating heart, 

a road marked by potholes, dips,

hairpin twists, turns, and hazards.

Needing not the turn by turn

toward this torn and tormented 

self-assessment, You love me;

this journey You’ve rode along.

Gary Edward Geraci

Through Divine Concurrence and Conservation God Does Govern Mankind

Here among us

Everywhere above us; fate, 

You do so create.

Gary Edward Geraci 

Flower Dust

Black mulch is better

It gets blacker when

It’s wetter the black

Ground backdrop becomes

Fused to the fuchsia 

Flower dust where the

Eruption of a verdure

Emerald fern mound

Is punctuation

For a well crafted

Creation sentence

Whispered by our Lord.

Gary Edward Geraci

Rainfall

So like the rainfall

A physical thing

Watering the earth

A purposeful thing

So it is with me 

A physical thing

Sharing the Christ’s Love

A purposeful thing

Gary Edward Geraci