A life spent looking
How will we know when we’re there
I’m really not sure
We can’t see our destiny
I guess that’s part of the fun
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
A life spent looking
How will we know when we’re there
I’m really not sure
We can’t see our destiny
I guess that’s part of the fun
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Faces look around
Each with varied histories
Searching for answers
This is what makes us human
Regardless of appearance
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
I walked the fields and deserts,
Swam the lakes and oceans,
Breathed in the crisp mountain air,
Strolled the floor of the grandest of canyons,
Gazed into the clear blue sky,
Survived the darkest of storms,
Searching…
Seeking something I had already found.
It surrounded me always,
Was under every footstep,
Flowed gracefully around me with every stroke,
Was visible to me though I could not see,
Shone down upon me from the heavens,
Drenched me in every downpour.
It is in every cell, every vein of my being.
The Divine was always present,
Always enveloping me.
Though it has taken a lifetime,
I finally realize I AM.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
In search of answers
Man’s spiritual quest for truth
Leads to the unknown
Is there Heaven or Hell
Or are we the creators
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~~ 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 on the wings of the four winds
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 ~~
Answers–sought after for a lifetime,
Ebbing and flowing,
Never concrete.
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Arms outstretched,
We reach…reaching…
Still always just out of our grasp.
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Ignorant, we think our quest has ended,
Circumstances change,
What once was gospel dissipates.
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We think ourselves wise,
But mere fools are we,
Not knowing that we know nothing.
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Time has proven our innocent arrogance,
Dumbfounded,
We lumber on.
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Still this is not new to mankind,
As antiquity portends,
Locked in this eternal struggle.
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In our end we may finally realize,
We are not so unlike those that came before,
Seeking, yet failing to understand what this all means.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~