God, Allah, Yahweh,
The Christ, Ram, Krishna, I Am
Names of The Divine
Emitting nothing but love
Until man ruins it
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Tag Archives: Christ
Far and Wide, Far Beyond Horizons I’ve Looked
Far and wide, far beyond horizons I’ve looked,
Looked…looked until I glared at nothingness.
Staring straight into the gruesomeness of its face
It manages nothing but a hideous, jagged smile,
A chuckle from deep within its bowels born of hell.
I…what could I, a miserable wretch possibly do?
I am afraid, frightened of what I cannot see.
This monster is not deterred, I can feel its presence
Looming large over me, clawing at my sanity.
I can feel its steaming breath, hot at my throat;
Pulse racing, heart pounding, I tremble losing control.
Grasping the Book I raise it skyward
Screaming, crying, falling to my blackened knees.
Prostrate and bruised for a response, I wait
Yet there is none, no answer, nothing but silence.
Silence and nothingness are all that greet my tears.
I despise this hollow, sorrowful, lonely quest
Plagued with questions thicker than a locust’s swarm.
Nary an answer have I been offered all these years.
Appeasement through words written in an aged text,
My only comfort, based on a promise given in antiquity
I suppose this…this solemn promise alone,
Is the gift offered through
…Faith.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Hark The Herold Angels Sing
Hark the Herold Angels Sing,
Though now it falls on deaf ears.
Ushering in the Heavenly King,
Whose death no longer brings tears.
Lessons he taught in Gospels treasured,
Of peace and goodwill toward men.
Is doled out in statement of profits measured,
Beating records for sales once again.
Magi of old Bethlehem Star they followed,
With precious gifts to give to their Lord.
Today Christmas’ meaning has truly been hollowed,
With Black Friday and doorbusters for the hoards.
The birth of God’s Son in manger mild,
Welcoming the promise of old.
We’ve forgotten the gift of Heaven’s Child,
Preferring what’s bought and what’s sold.
Maybe it’s time to bring Christ back to Christmas,
Just where he always meant to live.
Before it’s too late and it’s meaning has passed,
Instead of receiving it’s best that we give.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Pondering God
Pondering of God;
This longing to find what lay beyond our living existence,
Attempts to rationalize the irrational,
Anchored with questions for which we have no answers,
This we’ve seen throughout our sordid history,
Wars fought, lives lost in the name of an invisible god,
A battle that did not end in antiquity.
Even today, preachers and false prophets command their thirsty flocks,
“Have faith, we will guide you to the promised land!”,
I am firm that they know nothing beyond that which they want to believe,
How could they, how could any man?
They are no more and no less human than I?
Irrefutable is this fact.
I harbor no ill will towards the faithful,
Their search is no different than mine except in path,
A path that may rejoin in what comes after.
For now, I take comfort that my spirit..
Always Does…Always did…And always will…Exist.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Vision in White
Light…blinding as weary eyes struggle to see
A vision from lore, dressed in white
Stands before me with outstretched hand
“Walk with me.”, he whispered
I, incapable of uttering a word,
Am I mute,
Am I stunned to silence
I cannot fathom
As unshod feet touch the naked floor
I place trembling hand– in hand
“Be not afraid.”, spoken with a tender smile
“I’m not.”, escapes from parched lips
Peace washes over me as I shuffle
Lead by the kindly stranger
Toward the light nearer and brighter
I was not afraid– to my surprise
Weariness replaced with joy
I longed to reach our unbeknownst destination
Enveloped in the warmth of the light
My Guide in white became clear
Eyes opened wide
Heaven lay boundlessly before me
I was in the hand of God
~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~
The Gift
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By D. R. DiFrancesco
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In this most festive time of year,
Let us not forget amongst our Christmas cheer,
In whom the honor of this day be blessed,
Exalted on High above all the rest.
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Every year at this time we tend to get lost,
Spending more than we have at almost any cost,
For fear we’ll disappoint the ones that we love,
Most surely we wouldn’t, petty things they’re above.
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This is not why the Lord brought his Son to this earth,
He is the gift in Christmas that was given at birth,
Nothing in this world to Him could compare,
With the sacrifice of Christ that God wholly did share.
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Our boxes and bows are mere trinkets to Him,
Valueless in comparison might I go out on a limb,
Tinsel and garland are beautiful it is true,
Lights of white, yellow, red, green orange and blue.
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These are not what Christmas time is about,
Not the trees, decorations, or the gifts that you tout,
Its about love and charity done all the year through,
Kindness shown unto others in all that we do.
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Its being thankful for Christ as we live out His word,
For benevolence though silent can still be powerfully heard,
This may be the greatest gift that as mortals we can give,
A gift we may freely offer for as long as we live.
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So enjoy your Christmas trees and your twinkling lights,
Just remember our Lord and His Bethlehem night,
For His gift that He gave so many years ago,
Is the only one we need through joyful song we do show.
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Draw nearer to you all your family and friends,
Shouting praises and prayer up to heaven you send,
We celebrate your birth baby Jesus whom we hold oh so dear,
May we embody the Christmas spirit all through the year.
Mortality of Man
By: D. R. DiFrancesco
On bended knee,
Bloodied and bruised,
I prayed for forgiveness,,
Hoping for nothing else to lose.
This was not to be,
With tears and head bowed,
Reciting the mantras learned as a child,
A blessing on me I hoped you’d endow.
Having spewn blasphemous epithets,
Having thought impure thoughts,
I was not worthy,
I could not receive the mercy I sought.
A victim to the sins of Adam,
Consumed by the treachery of Eve,
Am I doomed to the frailty of my being,
“Oh no!” I am told if only I believe.
So to what fate is my soul condemned,
To Satan’s dominion or Heaven’s charity,
This is a question of faith,
To ask of God for greater clarity.
We question life’s lessons and failures,
Yet in these, may reside the answers we seek,
As they say, “What doesn’t kill us makes us stronger”,
Quelling what is mortally weak.
Does a God exists, for this I am hopeful,
For if not then this is all for naught,
There’s no comfort in nothing, if you’re gone you’re gone,
Pray for veracity in what we were taught.
Piety and Hypocrisy
Father, Savior, Lord, Jehovah
Faith in the unknown
The eternal struggle never ceasing, never compromising
What to believe, that is the question.
Eons pass, bloodshed abounds
Differences mediated through conflict
Crusade or Jihad, neither is virtuous.
Blinded by rightousness, no one can see
Their lives spent and lost in pursuit of utopia
Yet contentment in this moment is never realized.
Is this the end to which the righteous aspire?
They gather in the name of peace
Projecting their false tolerance
A show…insincere in all its pageantry.
Beneath the surface bubbles hatred and hostility
Vowing to disencumber this world of the other
While smiling and greeting with a warm embrace.
Is this what the supreme being wants from us?
Are differing opinions to be snuffed out?
Our traditions say yes with a deafening roar.
Are not love and charity mightier than the sword?
More palettable then pain and suffering
To say yea would be only logical.
Still man endeavors to distort the infalable word
All for his own selfish devices
Leading the unquestioning flock to slaughter
Mindless and oblivious they follow their master.
To petition for truth, is construed as heresy
Faith the only path to eternal salvation
Yet acrimony toward our neighbors persists.
Does prejudice or averice have any authority to prevail?
An emphatic no should be the only a reply
If common decency were the essence of all relations
Peace and harmony would be all that exist.
Dom DiFrancesco 