A wise man I’m not
I’m foolish and foolhardy
When least opportune
This is my mortal nature
That even booksmarts can’t cure
It isn’t so bad–
Really what else do I have
I am who I am
Perfect in spite of the faults
Endowed by my Creator
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Wildflowers grow
Their seeds know no boundaries
Showing perfection
O’ the strength in their beauty
And the lessons we could learn
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
How intricate the knots,
The thread so delicate,
I scarcely ever noticed before.
How often had I torn them down
Treating them as a nuisance.
Perhaps out of ignorance,
Perhaps out of misplaced fear,
Picturing a threat where one did not exist.
Without prompt I stopped in my tracks,
Marvelling at this masterpiece
Spun from the lowly spider.
Her web so unlike the tangles of man,
Perfect and symmetrical,
Designed with a divine purpose.
Not to deceive…nay,
But to live and to feed
As the Creator intended.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Sky–canvas of blue
The sun paints with golden hues
Nothing left to chance
Perfection in its glory
Mother Nature’s finest work
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Brilliant stars
A sliver of moon
Magical
Perfection
I can see heaven from earth
What could be better
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Does grass strain to grow
Fighting against its nature
No–it simply sprouts
Doing by perfect design
Just as we are born to do
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Would you know day were it not for night?
Would you know joy were it not for sadness?
Would you know love were it not for hate?
Would you know good were it not for evil?
Would you know right were it not for wrong?
Would you know the feminine without the masculine?
Positive would be nothing without negative?
Negative would be nothing without positive?
Things would simply be,
Unrecognizable from another.
Think of all that would be unknown.
Without this duality
The perfect would be imperfect
And all would cease to exist.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
I am resigned…
That I am but a drop in the greater waterfall of humanity.
Yet without me the waterfall would be incomplete.
Regardless of how seemingly insignificant
I am integral to this perfect design.
I take comfort in knowing that this world would be a different place without me.
World events today, our history would not be the same,
Nothing that is happening
Or has happened in this lifetime
Would have occurred precisely the same way without my existence.
What we do,
The love we emit,
The hearts we touch,
Ripple out into the world at large
Affecting everything and everyone.
Yes, I am resigned…
That I am but a drop in the greater waterfall of humanity,
But I am never discouraged.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Anger taints the mind
Blocking mirrors reflection
Disguised perfection
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Perfection, clear to the beholders eye,
At times, going no further,
Stopping skin deep, superficial.
A smear of makeup, of blush, of rouge,
Lipstick strewn with clown-like abandon,
A caricature of what others see.
Every reflection,
Distorted by fun-house mirrors,
Diffusing into an abomination.
Painted by marketing’s ideal,
Airbrushed, made-up, impeccability,
Attempts to compete are fruitless.
Challenging imagination is no competition,
You my love have already won.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Dom DiFrancesco 