We look up to saints
Ordained many years ago
For intercession.
Still there are saints among us
If we take the time to look.
Living and breathing
Flesh and blood men and woman
Never canonized,
Yet they are just as special…
Instilled with both love and light.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Angels and Demons
Share in this magical place,
This world of man.
What lies between us and them
Is a thin vail disguised as faith.
The faithless believe
There is no God, no Heaven,
There is no Hell, no darkness,
No Lucifer, no Angels,
No war between good and evil,
But they are just fooling themselves.
Call upon them, will them into the light
And they will surely make their presence known.
Look out your window, read the news,
Remember your best and worst dreams,
You will see the unseen at work.
Deny they exist if you must,
But know they live,
Just beyond the reach…
Of your five mortal senses.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
In the angriest sky
Peace doth prevail.
Her rains, the tenderest kiss
Baptizing this poor sinner.
Look not upon her in dismay,
For beyond her blackness is light.
A serenity beyond outward appearance
Offered to thee if thine eyes you will open.
All is not as bleak as thou believest,
Thy turmoil is but momentary,
Soon to depart if thou wilt allow,
Affording ingress to a brighter day.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Mandarin sun sets
Sinking perilously slow
As it always does
The coming day begs it rise
Bringing light and life to earth
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Seldom do dreams my sleeptime invade
Lost in darkness through deepest night
Ever praying that this nothingness fades
Endearing my soul to the brightness of day
Perhaps true reality is when blackness pervades
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Sun smiles on me
Uplifting my darkened soul
~~ I have been reborn
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
The sun bids goodnight
Never sorry for leaving
To call its lover
Dancing this eternal dance
Until its life fire dies
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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.
.
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 ~~
Some have seen the light
Exactly what does that mean
Is the riddle solve
Has the question been answered
Or is the light illusion
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Credit – dnr.state.oh.us
A paper lantern
Glowing softly in summer
Lovely firefly
~~ D. R. DIFrancesco ~~
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