Narrow Road

 

Notes in harmony struggle but 

Climb uneven, mountain footholds.

Chant-like, pitch-perfect expressions,

Overcome. Rooted in routine

And firmly grounded petitions,

The professed postulants’ vocals 

Burst forth, their members taken out 

Of the world to tame sin and sing, 

Reaching heights and elevations where 

Awe, High Power, and Almighty

Are if but only in shadow;

Fear of God is felt less today.

Modern men strive, without God’s name.

To their great peril, they reduce the 

Irreducible. Put behind

Them, they’re free and liberated,

Except from death, which always comes.

The Fearsome Gate, opens from the 

Narrow road where few have traveled.

Trembling, only a few will pass.

Gary Edward Geraci

“Enter by the narrow gate. For wide is the gate and broad is the way that leads to destruction, and many there are who enter that way. How narrow the gate and close the way that leads to life! And few there are who find it.” Matthew 7:13-14

You I Seek

 

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 Solar Eclipse

 

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

‘Till My Face Is Blue

 

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

Black Soil

 

I heard the Lord groan

And it brought tears to my eyes

Black men in the soil

Gary Edward Geraci

Christ of God

“the Anointed One”

draws swarms; bitty people, specs

rollicking skyward

in a boiling black cloud-mass;

contingent lives lived astray.

Gary Edward Geraci

Natural Law

It’s my sinful pride 

When I say that faith must hide 

Behind; to behold

Progress: mankind’s shining star,

‘Till a butterfly flies by.

Gary Edward Geraci

Golden Forest Floor

 

brilliant, yellow trees, cry, Glory to God! 

carpeting the ground, with a generous 

alms of golden leaves; a lofty chorus 

of fluttering foliage, waving branches, and 

bounteous sunlight; a royal broadloom of 

marriages and ordinations worsted 

and spun from the time that ever was and 

ever will be, cuddles the forest floor, 

in anticipation: a welcoming, courtly 

reception for the final return of 

their King, a King with Feet to Trod, a King

Whom all creation eagerly awaits.

Gary Edward Geraci

Fame Adoring

 

Fame adoring

Tempted to seek my own glory

Fame adoring

Blindfolded and barred from seeing

What sits in the sanctuary

What hides in the feretory

Fame adoring

Gary Edward Geraci

Most Blessed Cursing

 

Dumb nature could not recognize 

The Christ; the fig tree did not,

In an instant, change seasons,

And bear fruit for the Lord’s craving.

Now the Creator Of All, 

Demonstrating His Sovereignty 

Over all things, forever changes

The unfortunate fig’s fate.

At once rendering the fig

Evermore unfruitful, in fact, 

Leaving it withered and dead,

The Son of God teaches mankind the 

Power of prayer and faith in God:

‘Whatever he says will be done.’

Gary Edward Geraci

“Have faith in God. Amen I say to you, whoever says to this mountain, ‘Arise, and hurl thyself into the sea,’ and does not waiver in his heart, but believes that whatever he says will be done, it should be done for him.” Mark 11:23-24

Must Be Heavenly

heard the testimony 

of a near death experience 

on TV. She said she 

was among sweet souls who

really, REALLY liked her. in 

contrast, with earthly life, 

she always felt diff’rent, 

shunned, and hardly liked at all. 

forget love for a sec, 

will the heavenly souls, 

really like me? I hope so. 

in faith, I’d like to see

it so: “Lord and Savior,

(not as one, especially 

cool, hippie, love guru),

I think there are enough 

NDEs that at least a 

few of them must be true,

I’m done idolizing 

all the faults and sins of my 

life; the actions of a 

lad acting more like an

animal; not the loving soul 

I’m created to be!”

imagine the one you 

perceive as being least liked;

annoying, aloof, but 

here in the afterlife, 

souls are fast flocking to him, 

genuinely liking 

him, all to his delight, 

your delight, and even more 

your delight when you take 

a corner and you meet

another group; souls relishing, 

All for the likes of you!

Gary Edward Geraci

Gerasene Swine

 

Would demons still be

Harassed by humanity.

Many mangy fiends

Are comfortably covert 

In a world now free of sin.

Gary Edward Geraci

Family and Foundation

 

(To Ricardo)

The Saturday Vigil

The Holy Days with family

Family at daily Mass

Family altar serving 

Serving on Sunday

Serving a precious soul

Soul in formation

Soul forming a foundation

Foundation immovable

Foundation deeply ingrained

Ingrained but soon hidden

Ingrained but now missing

Missing he seems to have left

Missing he seems to have abandoned

Abandoned the faith 

Abandoned the truth

Truth of his Fathers

Truth for lies

Lies wearing cheap lipstick

Lies like malodorous smoke rooms

Rooms of flashy lighting

Rooms of pulsing sounds

Sounds of erudite professors 

Sounds of a clamorous culture

Culture at once liberating

Culture deeply starving

Starving for Hope

Starving for Love

Love a simple stirring

Love a rekindled fire

Fire that seemed extinguished

Fire just needing a spark

Spark of his father’s example 

Spark of his father’s prayers

Prayers he’s mourned my absence

Prayers he’s held my hand

Hand strong and certain

Hand that built my barque

Barque I’ve buried deeply

Barque that’s fit to sail

Sail into deep waters

Sail to break the waves

Waves that nearly drowned me

Waves now keep me afloat

Afloat I chart a new course 

Afloat I seek the foundation

Foundation of my youth

Foundation of the family

Youth

Family

Gary Edward Geraci