Life in the present
Perhaps our most precious time
What else do we have
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Life in the present
Perhaps our most precious time
What else do we have
.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
It’s all I can do
To focus on this mortal life.
I know there is more,
That time is an invention,
Something man can comprehend.
To Realized Ones
Past, present, future are now.
This I desire,
Though it seems so far away.
I long to spend time seeking,
Looking deep inside
To find that unified place
Where God and I become one.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Each tick of the clock
Signifies a new “present”
No past, no future
There is only this moment
Why not make the most of it
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Time wasted is gone
Blown like dried leaves in the wind
Scattered far and wide
Imperative, it is
Never to squander this gift
~
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Trapped in this chasm, my mind
Constantly looking…
Searching for something only I can provide
Realizing, but still denying the power
Peering into the eyes of friends and strangers
Seeking approval…
Begging for their projection of happiness
Only to be disappointed
Let down by their inability to meet my desires
My need for acceptance,
My need for love,
My need for joy that once staked claim to my soul
But has since blow away
Sailing to parts unknown
As I lay quiet staring at the stark white ceiling
Tears, salty and warm sting my bloodshot eyes
Crying as I’ve done so many nights before
Tomorrows another day
Maybe I’ll find what I am looking for on the other side of the door
Waiting to embrace me
Envelope me
Wash me in the happiness that I so desperately pray for
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~