These Hands

Gary Edward Geraci

 

 

Of the differences between man and

woman here’s one: these hands. Not to forget,

 

it’s a woman who births these manly hands.

A man’s hands to elevate your Body, to

 

consecrate bread and wine, yes, a man’s hands,

a man’s hands to hold her close, to keep her

 

forever. But a man’s hands profaned and

pillagers are imprisoned from their potential.

 

When I see his hands I see mine. What lame

cause of action has kept these hands barren,

 

his fruitful. A man’s hands meant to consecrate

to bear much fruit. I look at them, how I

 

have commissioned them, what true capacity

lie wasting, henceforth to be awakened.

 

Many manly hands have had grace slip through

the fingers, covered the ears, covered the

 

eyes, covered the mouth and never uttered

your Sacred Name nor lifted your Body

 

and Blood. These hands of mine I study them

closely, a reflection of what could have been.

 

Gary Edward Geraci

  • Author: Gary Edward Geraci (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 3rd, 2020 15:35
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  • Category: Reflection
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Comments2

  • orchidee

    Yet you have handled the gifts of bread and wine (received them, or 'communicated' to use a religious term).
    A reflection of what has been so far? In good and postive ways I mean.
    As one said to me: 'We've just been talking about you'. I replied 'All good stuff I hope!'

    • Gary Edward Geraci

      The poem is about a Catholic man lamenting his missing his calling to the sacrament of Holy Orders, O.

      • Gary Edward Geraci

        At least in part. There is our “ordinary” priesthood to celebrate (versus the “ministerial” priesthood that a Catholic priest celebrates). I wonder how many men (of Catholic upbringing - only because of what we believe regarding “Transubstantiation” something Christ appointed only ordained men to do - have looked at their hands and thought to themselves: through these hands God would have made Christ present!?

      • orchidee

        Doh! On a flippant note ya got me singing 'You need hands'! A prehistoric (well, 1958) song by Max Bygraves among others. lol.



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