Circle, Circle, Circle Down

Circle, circle, circle down

Until he lands upon the ground

Landing softly, though graceful not

Tossing and turning in his resting spot

Mesmerized am I at this sacred show

By this tiny creature in final throes

Years gone by I’d have taken its life

Believing it kind to end his strife

Was this really ever my place at all

To live or die was never my call

On the Divine life and death does rest

Deferring to Him is surely best

Now I just sit and watch amazed

As his spirit enters its final phase

Never interfering or imposing my will

I watch as his little body grows quietly still

This tiny bee is no less than man

I’m certain it’s true in the Creator’s plan

So I’ll bid farewell for now my friend

Until someday we meet again

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Travel Forth In Life (Tanka)

Travel forth in life

Entranced with this wondrous world

Indeed it’s awe filled

If only you live eyes open

To the beauty around you

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

O’ How Man Grasps For A Higher Power

O’ how man grasps for a Higher Power

Looking for answers to someone unseen

Praying for knowledge before the final hour

Asking recognition for all that we’ve been

 

Nay–seldom does the Divine ever respond

Rather resting squarely on the faith of man

Free-will determining what we will become

No one there to take us by the hand

 

Responsible are we for making our way

Following the path that we choose

Easy it is, surely no one will say

This life is ours to live or to lose

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Stars

Stars, an audience–they look down and laugh,

We stare back jaw slacked, eyes of wonder.

How foolish they must find us,

Our mountains out of molehills;

Stressing and straining over our tiny little lives.

Nothing mortal could compare to that of the universe!

Keeping all of those glorious stars twinkling,

Brightening the slate black sky.

How tired the heavens must be

Inspiring romance, hopes, dreams,

The joining of lovers,

Receiving only occasional recognition.

What do we give in return?

Nothing–we continue to take

Just as we have always done,

Just as we will always do.

Perhaps the stars look upon us as the children we are.

Spoiled yet naive to the ways of this world.

To these sages we look for heavenly guidance

Offering prayers for blessings imagined.

This is in our nature

Looking for the Divine in that which we cannot touch.

Who has not looked skyward and begged for mercy,

Beckoned for release from an ill fate,

Cried out for intervention?

We think ourselves the center of all,

Master of our domain–independent, indestructible

Until we are overwhelmed, broken and drowned in tears.

Then we look out upon the vast audience above

Putting on the grandest of shows for their pleasure,

Hoping, praying for accolades

And furtherance from the stars.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Just As Guilty Am I

Just as guilty am I,

Wallowing in self-pity,

Focusing on the negative, worrying,

Blaming others for my station

Trying to will destiny to my vision

Instead of trusting in the Divine.

I need not worry;

All things will be as they should

Without my intervention.

I must flow like the river

Fluid and forgiving ‘til the end

If I am to be one with the Spirit.

I know that suffering is unnecessary

This life is full of abundance,

The Tao will provide for me

Giving me all that I need

By showing me the Way.

 

~~ 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 ~~

 

Suffocated (Acrostic)

Slowly–we are drowning

Under the weight of our own pomposity

Foolishly choking our humanity with laws

Failing to realize our divinity

Overcompensating

Could we not, would we not, if…

Allowed to live as we were designed

Think for ourselves

Ending domination by the oligarchy

Determining our own intention

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

The Soul While on Earth

The soul while on earth struggles in the stairwell,

Longing to climb to heavenly heights.

This pursuit, no matter how noble and well intentioned

Does not come without warning.

Do not squander this life, nor disjoint from the Creator,

Whomever you hold that deity to be.

For surely you will suffer in the fires of hell

Which the devil’s bellow hath stoked.

Instead follow the avenue both straight and narrow,

For you are the seed planted in the furrow,

Not by accident, but by design to flourish.

Though I know you salivate to touch eternity,

All consumed by the promise of this lyrical dream,

You are here to make a difference,

To create, to fulfill the promise

…of your divine birth.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

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Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Wordle #4 Writing Prompt

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 ~~