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Sing your song to me
Your symphony on the winds
Voice of Passerine
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Sing Your Song to Me
Tag Archives: nature
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 ~~
Touch of Subtle Wind
Touch of subtle wind
Caressing suntanned skin
Caribbean dream
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Summer’s Heat, July
Summer’s heat, July
Birds…bees sing their joyful songs
By nature’s design.
Sadly we too oft’ ignore
Beauty that lay before us.
Distracted by life
All just to try to survive
We get very lost.
Perhaps if we took a step back
What we’re missing would be found.
Look to the sky, grass,
Look to the simplicity in life
For what’s important.
This is what Mother gave us
To keep from going insane.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Crack…Sound of Thunder
Crack…sound of thunder
Explosion like fireworks
Honoring nature
Rain…confetti showering
Crystal sparks upon the earth
What is more lovely
Than the beauty and power
Of Heaven above
She pauses to remind us
When we get too arrogant
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Feeding Our Winged Friends
Feeding our winged friends
They share our vegetables
Grown for both of us
We have more than we can use
So we offer them love
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
The Sounds of Nature
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The sounds of nature
Ominous in the darkness
Fear of the unknown
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Dandelion Grows
Dandelion grows
Is it a flower or weed
I really don’t know
With its color so golden
Tis beautiful none-the-less
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Sky, Canvas of Blue
Sky, canvas of blue
Bespectacled by wondrous birds
Melody of song
Sung naturally without urge
So often ignored by man
O’ the things we miss
Rushing in our meager lives
How terribly sad
Perhaps taking a moment
We’d realize what’s important
.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
What is the Measure of a Man’s Life
What is the measure of a man’s life,
I don’t know but for myself.
Money never bought me happiness;
At least none that lasted more than a brief moment.
Cars…I’ve had many,
Exciting when shiny and new,
But their luster is lost over time as is their value.
I do not live in a palace,
It is modest to say the least and more than I need.
Retirement savings are but a dream,
I will likely work until I am called home.
With all this…what is the measure of my life?
It is family, my wife and children,
Their love for me as I love them.
It is the sun that rises overhead
And the life-giving rains that fall,
It is everything that nature provides.
It is living in harmony with the natural world,
Not fighting it or conquering it.
Yes, there is bad mixed with the good,
Pain and suffering mixed with the ecstasy,
But at the end of my days,
This will be the measure of this man.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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