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It Occurred To Me Today

It occurred to me today–

Prompted by a voice,

Not in my head,

No, it came from a voice on the radio.

I’ve heard this voice a hundred times,

Heard the same questions,

Heard the same answer,

But today–

Today of all days I actually listened.

What is life?

What is living?

That’s when the light finally turned on.

It’s the glorious journey of learning how to die.

We do it daily,

We do it with every breath.

We look to our religions,

Our Gods, our souls for the answer.

Why?

In the desire to leave this world in peace

With dignity,

With the hope for something after,

Something more than this temporary existence.

And why shouldn’t we?

Are we not returning to our beginning,

To the earth,

To the air,

To the heavens,

As we have been blessed to do.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

What Does Heaven Know Of My Dreams

What does Heaven know of my dreams?

Maybe nothing, maybe everything,

In its silence I believe lies wisdom and strength.

Our mortal senses confuse that which is beyond physical,

Trusting nothing which we can not see.

This betrays the spirit of man.

Something far bigger than myself is my guide,

Calling me to greatness when I’m willing to listen.

In the quiet of meditation I can hear the inner voice,

Mine or God’s I do not know;

Perhaps we are one and the same.

I pray this will be revealed when I return to my origin,

The being of spirit that I was before my mortal birth.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

The Curse

Prostate on the fetid jungle floor,

Draped in the red and orange ornamental cotton robes of a monk

He lay mesmerized by the tablets shambolic scribble.

What could this possibly mean?

Hands shaking as he held the tablet, deep down he knew.

Though menacing, with his henna facial markings,

He had an uneasy feeling that he could not diffuse.

Fraught with fear, he reached for his decanter of Holy Water,

Thinking he could protect himself from this Pagan curse..

Chanting, the lowly monk prayed that the grace of his God would save him,

But alas, the synthesis of prayer and paraphernalia could not shield his mortal soul.

Gasping his last breath and with devotion still in his failing heart

The lowly monk rose with tablet raised overhead and struck,

Shattering the curse over a rock that lay before him,

Praying that the tablets curse with him would die

Never to plague mankind again.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

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Mindlovemisery's Menagerie - Wordle #11

Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie – Wordle #11

Prompt: Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie – Wordle #11

I Am Like Water (Tanka)

I am like water

Soft and pliable yet strong

Moving with the tide

Always going with its flow

Until I meet destiny

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

O’ Ancient One

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Andrey Bobir

O’ Ancient One,

Holding the mysteries of the world in your hands.

That which you must have seen,

That which must have graced your ears,

I’m certain it amazed and saddened you at times.

Human nature is nothing if not predictable

Constantly revisiting past mistakes.

You have tried to teach us,

Leaving us your word on parchment,

Chiseled in stone,

Etched on the expression of your face,

But still we refuse to listen.

I take comfort in knowing that you have not given up;.

You remain steadfast as you have for o’er 2500 years,

A reminder of the “Great Way”.

Perhaps someday we will learn

Taking your teachings to heart,

But until then may the Tao forever be with you.

Namaste’

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Prompt: Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie – Photo Challenge #9 – “Lotus Song”

Each Tick Of The Clock (Tanka)

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 ~~

 

I’m Not My Body

I’m not my body.

It’s nothing but a flesh vase

Holding the real me.

The me that was before this,

The me not of this world,

The me of spirit.

Who I was before my birth;

Nothing but essence,

Not created or destroyed,

The me of eternity.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

As Dusk Settles In (Tanka)

As dusk settles in

We bid farewell to the day

Ushering in night

Not so unlike that of man

Drifting from life into death

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Do You Believe In Coincidence

Do you believe in coincidence,

Perhaps in luck

Or do you believe in something from above?

A guardian angel watching unseen,

Keeping an eye on where you go

Leading you on from where you’ve been.

Is this so impossible

In a “Wonderful Life” kind of way?

There are things we don’t know

Since the beginning of time until today.

As strange as it may seem I believe they are real,

This doesn’t need confirmed with the five senses

I can’t explain it, it’s something I feel.

Maybe this is what eternity has defined as trust,

I really don’t know, I can’t be sure.

All I know is that I have to, surely I must,

No other explanation could be the cure.

There are things not of this world that we sense every day,

Defying the best of logic and human science.

Nothing more needs said, nothing more I can say,

In the divine we must put our faith and reliance.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Simple Song (Shadorma)

Simple song

That no one can hear

In my heart

Bringing joy

And a fullness to this life

That no other can

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~