Brilliant stars
A sliver of moon
Magical
Perfection
I can see heaven from earth
What could be better
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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Dear son–a man now
I must learn to let you go
~~ You have seen so much
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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Privy to others conversations, my ears are burning,
Listening to the incessant feeding of negatives hunger.
Voraciously seeking the sympathy, they’re yearning,
Causing me to wince, my nerves they shudder.
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Perpetuating hatred–conspiracy under guise of neutrality,
Practicing not what they publicly preach.
Choosing instead to live a different reality,
One that’s close-minded, but so in their reach.
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Why is it that man prefers deafness, to be blind,
Rather than change the narrowness of anuninformed course.
Archaic is their thinking of the most ignorant kind,
Thinking they can change others, spewing shallow discourse.
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If only they would look inside to goodness buried deep within,
No place could vile hatred hide, the world’s healing would begin.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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Does grass strain to grow
Fighting against its nature
No–it simply sprouts
Doing by perfect design
Just as we are born to do
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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Does the bird worry
They know not of tomorrow
Only of today
Man alone shows his concern
For that which may never come
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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Raging storms of emotion
Depressing spirits,
Letting go–while oft advised, remains elusive.
Instead we choose to perpetuate past wrongs,
Embodying our history as if the present,
Reliving it day after day after day.
This does not promote the fullness of life,
Rather it stunts our happiness;
That which is our God given right.
Healing begins with forgiveness,
Forgiving yourself…
Not for the despicable act
That which was not of your doing,
But for the effect it has on your soul.
It is not necessary to forgive the perpetrator,
They are not worthy–
Nor a requisite for healing.
This is your life,
Take it back,
Live in the light,
Dig deep within yourself,
Choose to live in the joy that was gifted to you
–By your birth.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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Would you know day were it not for night?
Would you know joy were it not for sadness?
Would you know love were it not for hate?
Would you know good were it not for evil?
Would you know right were it not for wrong?
Would you know the feminine without the masculine?
Positive would be nothing without negative?
Negative would be nothing without positive?
Things would simply be,
Unrecognizable from another.
Think of all that would be unknown.
Without this duality
The perfect would be imperfect
And all would cease to exist.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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What’s reality
But a dream of my choosing
~~ Either good or bad
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
