How unique; this beauty of one soul. Its con-
Tours of lines, curves, and splines with summits and low
Hollows, like vibrant paints in oil; charcoal rubbed on
Paper; blue hues, bold, but ah! with streaks of yellow.
Rare, not one the same, yet, in pro and con,
Loved. While weak in will, weakened, passions we follow.
Street gutter gullies too broad to breach, base flow
Bridged “by conversion,” this counsel of John.
Placed in our Mother’s hand, now no gift exceeds.
Our dispenser of gifts our dispenser of grace,
Make haste; present this soul thus offered, its needs
And limitations, a spark that turns His Holy Face.
With a loving tender heart of mercy, Christ bleeds!
My soul: my gift - none other like it - my embrace.
-Gary Edward Geraci
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Gary Edward Geraci (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Each of us has something exceptionally rare and unique to offer God if we but only choose to; our unrepeatable soul.
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Who would want to offer anything to such a cruel god. Gods so called omnipotence gives god the power to do good but god chooses to do evil things to individuals and whole communities..
Brainwashed continue worshiping.
A fine write Gary. I understand - 'religion' gets mixed up with this, and causes a lot of the troubles, fightings, etc. That's how I see it.
Thank you Orchidee. Yes, we don’t expect things to go any easier for the servant than the way things went (and go) for the master! Part of the adventure mate!
Dusk - thanks for your read and comment; see “Fail: What Happens when Richard Dawkins Tries to Refute Aquinas” by Matt Fradd for how claims regarding the alleged mutual incompatibility of “omniscience” and “omnipotence” are concluded within our Catholic community. I’ll try to check out your work too. Peace and love....
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