Travel forth in life
Entranced with this wondrous world
Indeed it’s awe filled
If only you live eyes open
To the beauty around you
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Tag Archives: Creator
Spirit Touches Me (Tanka)
Spirit touches me
Though I know not what to do
Seemingly aloof
And ever so elusive
I continue to struggle
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Joy in the Melody of the Sparrow’s Song (Sonnet)
Joy in the melody of the sparrow’s song,
I sit in wonderment at the skies varied palette.
As though an observer, I feel I don’t belong,
Second fiddle in this heavenly ballad.
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Yet my premise is false, I am part the story,
Woven into the fabric of our universe.
Sharing in its pain and relishing in its glory,
Though my time is for certain most terse.
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Revealing in it’s beauty, I’m astonished by the day,
How perfection could have happen by chance.
A Universal Spirit must surely have had it’s way,
In this earthly and spiritual fire dance.
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With each passing day, O’ how little I know,
Though I wouldn’t miss the chance to see the show.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Solemn And Desperate We Walk This Earth
Solemn and desperate we walk this earth
Spending life in a quest for the Almighty.
The One we think we know through books
Through hymns,
Through symbols,
Through statues,
Through all manner of mankind’s understanding.
Living this life for the hope of something better;
Squandering precious time at the crossroads,
Looking north, south, east and west directionless
Leads to an unfulfilled life–
One of sadness and regret as this door closes.
Assuredly this is not what is thirsted for,
Nor what the Creator desires for his children
Yet we pretend to be omniscient;
Claiming to know what God wants of us,
Acting as judge and jury over our fellow man.
Even the Bishop of Rome has seen the light saying,
“Who am I to judge” realizing his humanness.
What if we were to love our fellow man,
Love ourselves enough to live life to the fullest,
Wouldn’t we be living as we were designed to,
Letting bygones be bygones?
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
In This Sea Of Blowing Sand
In this sea of blowing sand
I am but a speck seemingly insignificant.
In this vast and ever moving ocean
I am but a drop of water, nearly unrecognizable.
In this massive forest, thick and green
I am but a leaf, one of many that will wither and die.
In this blinding ivory white tundra
I am but a crystal of ice lost amongst the multitude.
In this throng of disparate humanity
I am but one in this crowd of my brothers and sisters.
But am I really this infinitesimal?
I think not because I choose to believe otherwise!
I am a creator,
I am the center,
I am significant
I am recognizable,
I am unique as a grain of sand,
A drop of water,
A single leaf,
A crystal of ice.
I am who I choose to be!
Beholden to no one but myself.
I am the light of my world,
Creating my life ,
As I choose it to be.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
In Search Of Answers – A Tanka
In search of answers
Man’s spiritual quest for truth
Leads to the unknown
Is there Heaven or Hell
Or are we the creators
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Nighttime Surrenders – A Haiku
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Nighttime surrenders
Mountain silhouettes rise up
Creator’s command
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Could This Life Be Hell – A Tanka
Could this life be Hell
Meant to test our mortal souls
Through torment and pain
Nothing is impossible
In the wisdom of God’s plan
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Nothing But Blackness – A Haiku
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I draw closed my eyes
Seeing nothing but blackness
Is this destiny
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Magdalene – A Haiku
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Wife of Jesus Christ
Or repentent sinful wretch
The Saint Magdalene
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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