What does Heaven know of my dreams?
Maybe nothing, maybe everything,
In its silence I believe lies wisdom and strength.
Our mortal senses confuse that which is beyond physical,
Trusting nothing which we can not see.
This betrays the spirit of man.
Something far bigger than myself is my guide,
Calling me to greatness when I’m willing to listen.
In the quiet of meditation I can hear the inner voice,
Mine or God’s I do not know;
Perhaps we are one and the same.
I pray this will be revealed when I return to my origin,
The being of spirit that I was before my mortal birth.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
So absolutely stunning. Nothing new about that though, as you do that a lot.
Thank you my friend, I appreciate all of your support…it means a lot.
Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
DON’T KNOW EXACTLY….BUT THEY ARE YOURS TO WORK OUT AND FULFILL!!
Thank you as always Jonathan, I appreciate each and every re-blog. 🙂