Tag Archives: The Divine

Temper Your Rage

Temper your rage toward others dear one

It blinds you and fogs the mirror.

Incapable of seeing yourself in others, hate festers,

Turning gangrenous, unable to heal.

What angers you is that which you cannot admit;

You are Siamese–connected by a tiny spark,

The spark of the soul, beyond our human frailties.

Anger, hate, race, creed, color melt away

When viewed in the brightness of Divine light.

Unconditional love takes up residence

Welcoming the essence of all into her warmth.

With this, differences can no longer survive…

And for once we can live in total peace.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Between Birth And Death

Between birth and death

Lies the place of our struggle

Pain our companion

Yet through all this there is love

Lurking beyond our egos

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Unconditional

Many strive to attain It

Though few ever do

Human temptation obstructs

Luring us with its promise

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Left to our own wants

This incarnation is doomed

Destined to repeat

Maybe the next time around

We will find the purest love

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Subtle Energy

Subtle energy,

A gift–to me from the ancestors.

My way of giving to others.

Not as the source,

But as a humble conduit.

I am minute,

A speck of something much larger.

Using the gentlest of touch

Or even none at all

Healing from the Divine passes.

Knowing energy–

Through the most mortal of hands.

Some call it evil,

The work of the devil,

But it is not, how could it be

When offered with love.

Perhaps its mystery scares them

Or perhaps it threatens their beliefs,

I do not know.

Such a strange twist of logic is this,

To dismiss something born of goodness

That can never harm.

If only all beliefs were as pure

And as in tune with nature as this.

Would not the world be a more peaceful, loving…

And less violent place.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

How Long Should I Stay (Sonnet)

How long should I stay, it’s a question of time

As long as you need I suppose, if you must.

Do we really have a say, I say no to the climb

From birth to our death, in the Divine we must trust.

 

One minute or years, it’s out of our control

How long we will be on this earth, we don’t know.

Fear of our passing, certainly taking its toll

For when heaven comes calling, we must go.

 

Try as we might, we can’t stave our own ends

Rearing it’s head, unexpected most times.

This circle of life, no mere mortal can bend

As we wait for the hour, Reaper’s bell to chime.

 

Be thankful for what time we have in this life, fleeting it is to be certain,

Loving your children, mother, father, husband, wife, before you draw your last curtain.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

I Walked The Fields And Deserts

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 ~~

 

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 ~~

Two Simple Words

Two simple words,

Three little letters,

Commanded by God eons ago.

Spoken with respect or not spoken at all.

Blasphemous if taken personally.

Held sacred in the Torah as in the Old Testament.

Otherworldly–

Holy–

Instilling fear in the faithful–

But why?

Are we not made of God,

In the image of God,

Each a Creator in our own right?

As written in first John,

“He who does not love does not know God, because God is love.”

So why are we so afraid?

If I am filled with love… am I not love?

And therefore,

If I am love am I not…

I Am?

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~