Chapel Crickets

Gary Edward Geraci

 

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

  • Author: Gary Edward Geraci (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 28th, 2019 12:31
  • Comment from author about the poem: The Most Blessed Sacrament is the fruit of His incarnation: our Lord Jesus Christ!
  • Category: Spiritual
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  • orchidee

    A fine write Gary. And we shouldn't turf birds out of church either! (Psalm 84).

  • Gary Edward Geraci

    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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