Meandering Creek (Haiku)

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Meandering creek

Whispers softly as it flows

Eternal journey

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

We Live Life In Fear

We live life in fear

Afraid of the dark, of death

Of what comes after

Why, when we’ve done this before

Many, many times over

We’re born and reborn

Working on our mortal souls

Until we become as one

…With the Divine

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Drift Amongst The Stars (Haiku)

Drift amongst the stars

Each one a spark of heaven

In the form of man

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Blinded By The Sun (Haiku)

Blinded by the sun

Heaven showing it’s glory

To lesser beings

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

There’s Nothing To Fear

There’s nothing to fear

Death cannot hostage my soul

For it’s immortal

Born and reborn many times

Until reaching perfection

When it is released

Into the Lord’s loving hands

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

I’ve Tripped And Fallen

I’ve tripped and fallen,

Arose battered, cut and bruised

Yet I’m undeterred.

Life is not always painless

Nor always terribly kind.

Instinct says to run,

To hide from that which injures

Becoming recluse.

I refuse to run or to hide,

Cowering in human fear;

Preferring instead

To face my future head on

Whatever may come.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

I Am Not A Wise Man

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I am not a wise man,

Questions–I have so many,

A seeker am I.

No–this is not a complaint.

My path is profoundly worn,

Worn by ancestors

All belonging to my tribe,

My brother humans.

Neither the first nor the last;

Others will travel this road

Leaving blood and sweat

As markers of their journey…

Of this I am sure.

I take solace in this fact

That I’ve not ventured alone.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Perfection In Pain (Senryu)

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Perfection in pain

Part of this life of learning

Unavoidable

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

The Spark Extinguished

The spark extinguished,

There is no kindling to reignite the flame.

Light as air, the ash is blown to the four winds

Until nary a trace can be found.

What proof is there that it ever really existed

That it belonged to this dimension.

Attempts to congeal fail

As the miniscule journey ever farther afield.

Their mark on this world, nil in the eyes of many,

Insignificant and unimportant,

This would be wrongly assumed.

We would not know this place without them,

So intertwined is all matter

That without the most minute speck

Life would be forever altered from this reality.

There is nothing insignificant or unimportant,

From the lowly ash and graceful dragonfly

To the mighty elephant and the whole of mankind,

Everything visible and invisible is the perfect creation…

Under Heaven.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Close Your Tired Eyes

Close your tired eyes

Quiet your exhausted mind

A surprise awaits

He has been there all along

Since the very day of birth

Too busy to see

He sat back and simply watched

Waiting for the time

Now in your silence he speaks

Hello my child…I Am God

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~