Mountains touching sky
Mother Earth breathes in the rain
Moon bows to the sun
All symbols of God’s beauty
If we took time to notice
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Tag Archives: God
Quiet of the Soul
Quiet of the soul
Where we all can become one
With the Divine Spirit
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
He’s Called By Many Names
He’s called many names
God, Rom, Allah, Krishna, Christ
All are names of peace
It’s man who is violent
Not the Gods whom they worship
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
The New Dark Ages
The new dark ages
Through materialism
Divine supplanted
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Mysteries Abound
Mysteries abound
Simply look out your window
And see the wonders
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Time of Transition
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
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 ~~
Fields of History
Fields of history
Strewn with blood and with corpses
Religions finest
Left to rot in their God’s sun
Could it be no one was right
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
O’ The Beauty, the Warmth of the Sun,
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 ~~
To Be All Knowing
To be all knowing;
Would I become horrified…
Sickened by the thoughts?
Would I share in suffering
Or in humanities pain?
I really don’t know,
Maybe I would offer love
Or a helping hand.
I’d like to think myself brave,
But then again…I’m not God.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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