Exalted, grand people of power proud,
Even handed, world leaders, every age,
Righteous, a handful filled with right wisdom.
Yet which one among these could I hope to stand
And converse freely? Fade, fear of judgement!
You are my Wonder Counselor; dare I
Forget? I ready myself to speak Scripture,
There You are, only a few feet away!
Dare I seek an equal, a counterpart
Of earthly origin, to represent me?
Feet feel a hounding heaviness when my
Search fails, finding not one; not One is found!
Men masquerade, fueled by paper currency!
Yet, You are One with me, Best-of-the-Best,
Becoming One with me, and at what cost?
Peace, love: to love Love and to love others;
To pray for those who would persecute you,
Advocating justice, willing their good;
Walk now in my Presence, lighting shadows;
You have found Him Whom there is no higher.
Gary Edward Geraci
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When all other recourse fails many fall back to God. A most fervent poem of faith and earthly exhaustion. Well written
Good write G. Some Bibles make it two titles, with a comma between 'Wonderful' and 'Counsellor'.
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