Alone…

Alone…

All of the friendships in the world do not change that.

Born alone,

Die alone,

No one else can do either for us,

This is as it’s always been.

Looking to God,

Looking to our family,

We look to others for comfort,

But there is nothing,

Only the comfort we find within.

We fool ourselves thinking otherwise.

Why do we look for solace in acquaintances,

Mothers, fathers, sisters, brothers;

They cannot travel our journey.

In passing they cannot hold our hands.

This does not mean they do not love us,

Only that they can do nothing,

But wish us well and pray that our journey

Is something greater than a trip to oblivion.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

In Times Of Crisis

In times of crisis

Forgetting to be thankful

Is easy to do

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

In Your Happiness

In your happiness

I find the purest of joys

With love, your father

~

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

My Mortality

My mortality

Something I face every day

Yet I have no fear

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Serenade

Subtle rays of sun awake

Earthly living things.

Rising up as day does break

Easing out of dreams.

Now the song the dove must sing

Announces the new morn.

Donned in heaven’s golden ring

Ever thankful to be born.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Eternal Mourning (A Personal Observation)

Sadness and tears, claim the soul for years…maybe a lifetime, but at what cost?  

As mortals, death is the inevitable culmination of life, but this is of little consolation to the irrational minds of man.

We look to eternity…nay we believe that we are eternal to satisfy our fear of the inevitable.  Is this not simply the denial of what we humans cannot change.  Whether you believe in the Divine or that this is a life of finality is of little consequence.  We can never truly know, except by the man made belief in faith.  

Look at the broken souls around you, those trapped in a cycle of sorrow and realize that their suffering is, but a test of strength, a test of their fortitude that only they can come to terms with.

It is not our place to criticize or rationalize their suffering, but instead it is our purpose here on earth to sympathize and comfort those in need remembering that we all mourn in our own way.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Look Into Their Eyes

Look into their eyes,

Can you see the glory in their souls,

Do you feel the oneness…

Their fibers intertwined with yours in this earthly plane?

Journey deep within,

It is there,

Hiding where it has always been…

Your humanity.

I do not believe in your hatred!

How can you look into the eyes of a child

And wish them harm?

How can you hear the cries of a mother for her son

And deny her pain?

How can a line drawn in the sand

Damn a man to certain death in the vicious desert?

Is their blood not red as yours?

Feel the beat of your own heart,

See beyond what your narrow vision shows,

Realize that you are nothing more than them!

Judgement day will reveal your fate by word and deed

Leaving you to find that YOU–

Just may be the least among men.

 

~~ Dominic R. DIFrancesco ~~

We Look Up To Saints

We look up to saints

Ordained many years ago

For intercession.

Still there are saints among us

If we take the time to look.

Living and breathing

Flesh and blood men and woman

Never canonized,

Yet they are just as special…

Instilled with both love and light.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Whispers In The Wind

Whispers in the wind

Sounds of God all around you

In utter silence

Turning your deaf ear forward

Will reap glorious rewards

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Sacred Sound of Om

Sacred sound of Om,

Heard in your ears when all’s still.

Deny if you must,

But know the Divine’s speaking,

Taunting your soul to listen.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~