Palatial estates ever new,
Insight, when true, the driveway to,
Yet cordoned off but to the few,
Who seek the Spirit loving You.
Where Wisdom reigns, she’s clothed in blue,
And facing people in the pew.
Palatial estates ever new
Insight, when true, the driveway to.
The dust, debris, and shards of hue;
What once was, cloudy soul’s askew.
A miscreant’s malady: someone who
Refused to believe the Way to
Palatial estates ever new.
Gary Edward Geraci