Giving from the heart
Reaping rewards, enriching my soul
All for the benefit of others
This is what I strive to fulfill
Even though I am fatally flawed
Finally I realize my purpose
Understanding what it means to love
Lest I become what I most despise
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Joy and glad tidings
Hallmarks of this gleeful time
Lost by so many
Those without means, abandoned
Are left to suffer alone
No tree, gifts or warmth
Is afforded to these souls
They’re invisible
Perhaps the Christmas spirit
Was meant as a reminder
That giving is more
Than gifts to friends and family
It’s to all mankind
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Joyous time of year
Hang the lights and deck the halls
Go–Give and receive
But remember the meaning
Keeping the Christ in Christmas
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Sit still and quiet
Breathe in its luscious silence
Feel it embrace you
Tell me, what does it whisper
Without so much as a word.
Perhaps love is it,
Love for yourself and others.
What you always knew.
Stifled by chaotic noise–
It has finally been freed.
Let it swaddle you!
Do not keep it trapped inside.
It is meant to give;
Not with great expectations,
But with the purest of hearts.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Lighted trees, presents
Meaning lost on the season
Materialism
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
‘Tis truly frigid
A day the heart cannot warm.
Generosity–
Kindling of the mortal soul
Will most surely stoke the fire.
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The littlest things–
A friendly conversation,
An unneeded coat,
Time, money, acknowledgment
Can brighten someones whole day.
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Do not judge their worth
For none and all are worthy;
Kindness is the key.
Give much and expect nothing
This–the true meaning of love.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Do we expect the Divine to give without us giving back?
Do we expect to receive all the good this world has to offer without offering it back?
Life is not a one way street of take, take, take.
We are here to give unto others with no expectation of repayment.
This is what living is all about.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Give from a full heart
As if life depends on it
Because it just might
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Wouldst thou love me were I a peasant,
Owning little but what hangs upon my back.
I thinkest thou would not find this so pleasant,
Discarding me for all of this world that I lack.
Wouldst thou speaketh to me were I a leper,
Or ignore me whilst turning a blind eye.
I thinkest thou would prefer me fettered,
In shackles where none could see me cry.
Wouldst thou hold me if I were a poor wretch dying,
Alone and filthy on thy city thoroughfare.
I thinkest thou would leaveth me bloody and lying,
‘Til the ravens come to taketh their share.
Is compassion so hard for thee to perceive, casting feeling aside with nary a care.
Giveth from the heart and thou shalt conceive, a life full of blessing worthy to share.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
We must give to get
Give nothing and life is empty
An eternal truth
Give without expectation
And life will be abundant
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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