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: joy
We Must Give To Get (Tanka)
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 ~~
Waters Flow Freely (Tanka)
Waters flow freely
Ever flexible, formless
Yet so powerful
Should we not live as water
Molding to life as it comes
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Skin Prickles
Skin prickles,
Blood boils,
Barbs catch flesh
Tearing bits and pieces.
Words are arrows striking my soul,
Bleeding and angry I cry out.
Why…why does bating frustrate,
I promised it wouldn’t!
It would never be allowed to spoil me,
But it has once again.
Deep breaths, eyes closed, I must let it go,
Regaining my center,
Banishing my anger to the netherlands,
For my own sanity I must forgive
Allowing others to believe as they will.
They too are trying to find their way;
Looking for answers through consensus or conflict.
I must learn to accept this with a smile
Offering them nothing,
But love and silence.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Do Unto Others (Tanka)
Do unto others
As you wish be done to you
Simple and timeless
What’s so hard to understand
Love one another!
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
The “Ribbit” Of The Frog
The “ribbit” of the frog
Sitting on his lilypad,
He lashes out for winged morsels,
Mear bits to sustain–
He never complains.
Enough it is for him to sit
Watching day turn to night
And night to day.
Never bored,
Never desiring more,
He lives by heaven’s design.
Lazy–he is not!
Wanting for nothing
He is content.
I long to be like the frog
Taking only what I need,
Wanting nothing more,
Living by my nature…
Simplicity.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
The Smell Of Baked Bread
The smell of baked bread
Like perfume of memory
Grandma at the stove
O’ how joyful was childhood
When things were much simpler
Adulthood does dull
Senses fade to the background
Turning cynical
Happiness replaced by stress
O’ how soon we do forget
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Just As Guilty Am I
Just as guilty am I,
Wallowing in self-pity,
Focusing on the negative, worrying,
Blaming others for my station
Trying to will destiny to my vision
Instead of trusting in the Divine.
I need not worry;
All things will be as they should
Without my intervention.
I must flow like the river
Fluid and forgiving ‘til the end
If I am to be one with the Spirit.
I know that suffering is unnecessary
This life is full of abundance,
The Tao will provide for me
Giving me all that I need
By showing me the Way.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Play To The Senses (Tanka)
Play to the senses
Sights and sounds stir in the mind
Like a poor man’s soup
Drawn from life experience
That only I could have lived
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Cool and Refreshing
Cool and refreshing
I touched her to my lips.
Sweetly anointing my soul,
Her love cradling me,
Caressing me with a silken hand.
She is soft yet passionate;
Flowing over me,
In me, through me.
Under my lover’s touch
I am vulnerable to her spell.
Just as clay in her hands
I am kneaded,
Ready to do her bidding
Without question or concern.
She likewise–
Is the caldron I stir,
Churning desire with each stroke
Until she boils over.
Two souls melding into one,
Flesh on flesh,
Heartbeats in unison,
Never to be parted
In this life or the next.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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