The new dark ages
Through materialism
Divine supplanted
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
The new dark ages
Through materialism
Divine supplanted
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Mysteries abound
Simply look out your window
And see the wonders
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
A simple thank you…
Gratitude shown with two words.
Does the thought pain you?
Do you find it a weakness
To show appreciation?
You would be most wrong!
Be thankful for all you have
Each and every day.
Only good can come of this
And you’ll be better for it
…In the End.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Time of transition
Inevitable as birth
This is not the end
It’s simply the beginning
Of your spirit’s next journey
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
In blissful silence
I sit simply listening,
Breathing in the sounds.
Tell me…how long has it been
Since I relished birds singing,
Crickets in summer,
The first flakes of winter’s snow
Wind rustling leaves.
It has been far, far too long
Since I’ve reached out to nature.
Too busy with life,
I seem to have forgotten
What is beautiful.
Perhaps it’s time to slow down
And take in God’s creation.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Fear of the future
A phobia most obscure
Consuming many
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Why be afraid of something
That happens by the second
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
A man’s convictions
Shown in the eyes of Francis
And through his message
Kindness is not exclusive
It is yours for the giving
.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Astral mystery
Mercury in retrograde
Its meaning is clear
Caution is most important
In all that we write or say
Maybe this advice
Would be wise throughout the year
Instead of just thrice
~~ Dominic R. DIFrancesco ~~
O’ the beauty, the warmth of the sun,
The bluest of blue skies, whitest of clouds floating on hidden breezes.
What worries do I have when surrounded by the Divine’s Creations?
Temporal pains hold no sway in the face of Heaven’s glorious perfection.
I gripe over aches, aging, suffering and death
Spending my life in pity over the trivial.
But why?
Is not peace and joy spread out before me,
Have I not been granted five senses for their pleasure?
What has been given proves to be insufficient,
An incessant want pervades my very being.
This ego drives me to horde ever more of the materialistic…
I am weak!
Lying back in the tall green grass I marvel at Heaven,
Watching birds of all variety crisscross its expanse.
Wondering…Perhaps they know the answer,
Living simply and in the moment,
Requiring nothing, but food and shelter.
Wasn’t this what was endowed to us by the Creator, In The Beginning
Until the day our egos drove us to sin.
Maybe it is time I step back,
Taking time to look for that little spark that burns within
…That is God.
~~ Dominic R. DIFrancesco ~~
Look up to the stars
And peer into Heaven’s eyes
Your future awaits
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~