Today, while praying
In the chapel before
The Most Blessed Sacrament
I observed a cricket crawling
Along the wall made
Of real wood panels. I saw
Live potted plants, statues,
And other human beings; prayed
To you my Lord, their Lord;
The cricket’s; Lord, the Lord
Of the potted plants and
The wood panels too and toward
This end, it dawned upon me
that you are the Lord of all
Things; holding them, visible
And invisible, and to be
My Lord! I found it easy
To cast my gaze upon You,
To love others as myself;
To be a light: your great glory!
-Gary Edward Geraci
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Gary Edward Geraci (
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A fine write Gary. And we shouldn't turf birds out of church either! (Psalm 84).
Exactly O, those birds would keep our cricket population in check; yes , everything’s beautifully woven together - even for the cricket.
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