Even the Sun Rests

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Even the sun rests

Laying down at the end of day

Welcoming the moon

Never have they competed

Each knows its role in nature

 

When their time is over

They take solace in their work

And a job well done

Perhaps man could learn something

If he just paid attention

 

~~ 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 ~~

 

Wouldst Thou Love Me Were I A Peasant (Sonnet)

Wouldst thou love me were I a peasant,

Owning little but what hangs upon my back.

I thinkest thou would not find this so pleasant,

Discarding me for all of this world that I lack.

 

Wouldst thou speaketh to me were I a leper,

Or ignore me whilst turning a blind eye.

I thinkest thou would prefer me fettered,

In shackles where none could see me cry.

 

Wouldst thou hold me if I were a poor wretch dying,

Alone and filthy on thy city thoroughfare.

I thinkest thou would leaveth me bloody and lying,

‘Til the ravens come to taketh their share.

 

Is compassion so hard for thee to perceive, casting feeling aside with nary a care.

Giveth from the heart and thou shalt conceive, a life full of blessing worthy to share.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

What Lies Beyond We Can Never Know (Sonnet)

What lies beyond we can never know,

To fear the unknown is for the spirit weak.

Perception is purely what we show

And carried on the words we speak.

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When we offer love to those who need,

Love returns a thousand fold.

Through this we plant a heavenly seed,

Divine this spirit we cannot hold.

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Ours is not to gather and hoard,

But to share all that we’ve been graced.

These good deeds will never be scored,

Nor should we count the blessings placed.

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This is why I believe we’re here, to help those who have lost their way.

This is how it has always been though often times we neglect to portray.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~