How should I love Someone I can’t see, hear, smell,
Touch, or taste? Would there be still greater ways?
Through Faith, I’m told, ‘Thrice.’ I’ve heard no one says
It’s easy; suffice to say fierce fires, hell,
Burn division, camps, and factions; farewell!
They’ll retort, through a cloud of dust and haze;
Guide me! the Shepherd steps me through this maze.
Might I heighten my emotion? He’ll tell
Me of those with strong convictions who could
Breathe the foulness of ideologies
Born by folks with no faith at all - or so
They’d say; touch idols that splintered like Wood;
Eat Food that’s bland; see grand technologies
For leading man’s love further from the Know.
Gary Edward Geraci