Window Washing

Gary Edward Geraci

If it was possible to clean a window without smudge or streak,

Then I may not have to go to Confession every other week,

Despite the great effort I may expend, the resulting luster

Does indeed deceive, one only needs to wait for night and fluster

Follows, as now what sparkled during the day, confounds with a clouded

Patchwork of a less than perfect pattern of dingy smirch, squalid,

But ten by ten times better than what it was before, translucent

Shapes and spaces to be filled with light and graces, the puissant

Clarity of the Redeemer who came to dispel the darkness

And illuminate my way with guiding faith, hope, love and sharpness.

 

Gary Edward Geraci

  • Author: Gary Edward Geraci (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 28th, 2023 13:19
  • Category: Spiritual
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  • orchidee

    You seeing clearly out that window now?!
    I know what you mean, as windows get smudgy. May as well wait until Spring-cleaning days?!
    Erm, I can't say I've been to Confession. Hellfire and damnation to me then? Argh! Erm, maybe not. lol.

  • orchidee

    If being flippant I might say 'Some places may say 'Oh, we would like to consider Formal Confession, but we've not got the cash to build the confessional Boxes'. Doh!



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