There’s no downside to this way of life,
A safety barrier from confusion and strife,
The Way paved to reveal our highest purpose.
Baked into us we begin to dream;
coerced us,
This state of life, the one we were born into,
Yet tied not to the ground, even if we stayed here to do
The slow work of family. to marry,
Raise mannered children, shunning power and money;
Mining not fool’s gold in making intercessions,
Mean monotonies offered as reparations,
Assiduously assisting during Divine Service,
And banding as One Mystical Body. God serve us!
Reap: recognizing the beauty in long suffering,
Quiet perseverance, and life everlasting!
Gary Edward Geraci
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Gary Edward Geraci (
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Good write Gary.
Thank you, O.
Excellent poetry and so true, nature is going to push us back; we can only resist so much because we ourselves are not separate from nature… we are in the picture of nature as well, it’s only a matter of time. We can build up, but you can’t stop the inevitable breakdown.
Yes, very good point, evenwheniLie. Assimilated into nature as bodily flesh but wholly unique given our human soul. The ravages of nature we will not escape - however, hope, in the Incarnate Man’s Word and His own bodily resurrection, is ours to plant our certainties.
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