Invincible youth
Passes in the blink of an eye
Inevitable
As it always has with age
Though not always with wisdom
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Invincible youth
Passes in the blink of an eye
Inevitable
As it always has with age
Though not always with wisdom
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
I strive to be as the sapling;
Flexible in the path of the raging gale.
The sapling does not struggle against its foe,
It does not stand rigid as an elder,
It bows gracefully and without pretense.
Even in its youth
The sapling knows it could not withstand the fury,
So by yielding it survives unscathed.
This is the wisdom lost to maturity.
With age the sapling becomes increasingly inflexible
Until in time its trunk refuses to bend.
We are not so unlike the simple tree,
Showing great resilience in childhood,
Becoming unwavering and obstinate with age.
Oh what I would not give to be as the lowly sapling.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Fondness grows with age
As does wisdom to realize
~~ Love is paramount
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
I pray for restraint.
I pray that pride will not turn us blind,
This can only result in death.
Drawing all sides to the brink
On what road will there be peace?
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Yes, perhaps lines have been crossed,
But lines can be distorted by wind,
Blurred by anger, smothered with oil,
Causing harried decisions…
This is the time for wisdom not greed.
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Let not egotism ignite Armageddon,
The stakes are far too great.
Have we learned nothing from our past,
Nothing from our present,
Nothing from the farewells to our sons and daughters?
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Tell us almighty, what is victory!
Show us what victory looks like,
We have not seen one in so long!
You ask again for our trust
Yet your truths ring as hollow as ever.
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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 ~~
Time nurtures wisdom
In the face of angry barbs
As youth yields to age
Imparting knowledge with years
In place of impulsiveness
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Could this life be Hell
Meant to test our mortal souls
Through torment and pain
Nothing is impossible
In the wisdom of God’s plan
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
I’ve looked within me
Trying to understand life
Yet still it eludes
Wisdom has not come with age
I know less each passing day
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Looking forward,
Staring into the mirror of my life,
Returns a reflection of my past.
Like history,
My yesterdays keep repeating themselves,
Leaving me struggling to break free.
Hopes and dreams left partially fulfilled,
And regrets, of which there are many,
A constant battle to overcome.
Thankfully with age, I’m less likely to lament,
Especially over those things which I can not change,
Instead choosing to carve out a niche’ for the joyful things in life.
Should mistakes of the past be renewed,
Looking with eyes steeped in greater wisdom,
I endeavor to make this their last.
Still the realist that I am gets in the way,
Making the struggle monumental,
And the results muddled.
Yes…I am a flawed creature,
Free will engendered as both blessing and curse,
Yet I do not desire to change it.
We are given but one existence,
Is it destiny…luck…or divine intervention that lights our path,
For this, I have no answer, choosing instead to sit back and enjoy this wild ride.