Peace, Contemplation

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Peace, contemplation

Silence of meditation

Nourishing my soul


~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Closed Eyes, I Breathe Deep

Closed eyes, I breathe deep

Exhaling luscious silence

Emptying my mind

Stress of the day fades away

I’m left relaxed and at peace

Is this not heaven

This place buried deep within

That no one can steal

Even this succinct moment

Can resurrect from the gloom

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Meditation–Peace (Tanka)

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Exploring the hidden self

That lives within me

Something I had never known

But glad I finally found


~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~


Sit Still And Quiet

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 ~~


What Does Heaven Know Of My Dreams

What does Heaven know of my dreams?

Maybe nothing, maybe everything,

In its silence I believe lies wisdom and strength.

Our mortal senses confuse that which is beyond physical,

Trusting nothing which we can not see.

This betrays the spirit of man.

Something far bigger than myself is my guide,

Calling me to greatness when I’m willing to listen.

In the quiet of meditation I can hear the inner voice,

Mine or God’s I do not know;

Perhaps we are one and the same.

I pray this will be revealed when I return to my origin,

The being of spirit that I was before my mortal birth.


~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~


Are We Not Called to Greatness

Are we not called to greatness

As our primal spirit demands

Promised to all but the faithless

The future is in our hands

Before our eyes destiny unfolds

As beckoned by our will

In our minds and hearts and souls

Its progress won’t be stilled

So if we journey deep within

To the place where essence lives

Returning to where creation begins

Finding peace the universe gives


~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~


The Quiet

How eerily quiet it is

As dusk rushes in to part day from night.

The birds song falls silent,

Screaming to a deprived auditory,

A favorite time of day.

Providing respite to the senses,

Relief from the noise and chaos,

The pollution that ravages solace.

So few are these moments of silence;

The bombardment of the modern world sees to that.

Sights, sounds, electronics, social media,

Flooding, desensitizing, minimizing,

Reducing humanity to its possessions.

Instant gratification,

Constant entertainment,

Mindless busyness with little reward

Fill the hours of the every day.


Peacefulness of sleep,

Simple reading,

Communion with thoughts

Are endeavors relegated to antiquity if so ignored.

The natural joys of quiet revitalize,

Bringing balance to the imbalances of life.

With eyes closed, in silence,

The beating of the heart

Will become the song in the mind

Reconnecting spirit to nature and humanity.


~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~