Prominent your stature (the Paraclete shaped my soul and stripped my pride),
Elevated, like clerisy class-cleared, and eloquent (I’m without envy).
Wayfaring now: lightsome, impassible, agile and with subtlety (I’ve wracked wrath).
Satiety: God’s nature feeds, the inferior surpassed (been freed from sloth).
Arriving at last you’ve won! (and the aureole is mine! so long avarice,
Gone for good the scrounge around, sweat, growling gourmand, and the gluttony.)
Low on earth you know now your gain (to Luxuriate; lost not to lust).
Gary Edward Geraci
“ Do you not know that those who run in a race all run, but only one receives the prize? Run in such a way that you may win.” 1 Corinthians 9:24