Wilderness Fruits: Eclectic Poems And Musings (Volume 1)

By Ziri Dafranchi

The wilderness is an uncultivated, uninhabited, and inhospitable place. A spiritual wilderness is therefore, a place of isolation, desolation and unproductivity. A vast empty and barren state so, imagine wandering through the wilderness and unexpectedly stumbling across a solitary tree loaded with ripened exotic fruits ready to be plucked.

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• Language: English
• Publisher: Hereditas Press Limited
• Release date: Nov 22, 2021
• ISBN: 9781739802134

Ziri Dafranchi

Ziri Dafranchi is a great fabulist, author, poet, and author of the Trilogy Of Truth, a collection of three revealing and expository books. A gifted writer with a penchant for truth, he writes to encourage and inspire often drawing on insights acquired though his personal experiences. With an academic background in social science and a career in professional accountancy, banking, and business management, he began writing professionally to fulfil his calling. He writes from inspiration tackling controversial and difficult subjects objectively and incisively in a non-confrontational way which makes his writings relatable and easily accessible to readers of every background.Ziri is involved with various ministries and charities where he offers counselling, encouragement, and support to people in need and can be contacted via www.ziridafranchi.com. He lives in the United Kingdom, is family-oriented, and is the self-titled "The Running Man" who regularly does long-distance running. He is also a lover of nature and the outdoors, and a fitness and healthy-living enthusiast.

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Eclectic Poems

ECLECTIC POEMS

Being Human

BEING HUMAN

1

I'm Only Human

Although I mean well

Sometimes I do wrong

I do not always get it right

And sometimes I do fail

But don’t be quick to judge

Because I’m only human

At times I ought to be strong

I have instead been weak

And I buckle and stumble

In spite of my power and might

But don’t despise or ridicule

Because I’m only human

Although I am wise

Sometimes I’ve been foolish

And done things I shouldn’t do

Only to be left with regret

But don’t be quick to condemn

Because I’m only human

I’m only human

But this is no excuse

To do what I know is wrong

Nor is it justification

For failing when I shouldn’t

I’m simply letting you know

That you’re also only human.

2

I Am A Human

Adam’s feet wandered spritely through the wilderness of creation

Enthralled by the wonder and beauty which left his eyes mesmerised

Causing his mind to wander in wonder, wondering who he was.

Who am I?    

Am I a mountain, because I am imposing, intimidating and

insurmountable?

Am I an ocean, because I am loud, fierce and unassailable?

Am I a tree, because I stand tall, towering above all and

unreachable?

Am I a volcano, because the words erupting from my lips are

unquenchable?

Who am I?

Am I a lion, because I am the king of the Jungle Earth?

Am I a whale, because I am the queen of the Sea of Life?

Am I an eagle, because I reign over and above the earth?

Am I a scorpion, because I am king of the world beneath?

Who am I?

Certainly, I am more:

I am an enigmatic mystery bound without limits 

I am fearfully and lovingly  made, in the image of my Creator

I am the visible image of the Invisible God

I am Adam, Man, a human

I am a human.

3

Ageless

Several millennia after Adam, the moon was full and very bright

As two friends went for a walk close to midnight

One friend pointed to the sky and said to his friend,

"The moon you see up there is the same moon Adam saw in the

beginning."

A remark so succinct yet very profound

It is, isn’t it? replied the friend surprised, his mind wandering in

wonder

Back to the time before the beginning:

Let there be light! boomed the Voice over the darkness

And there was light, as the beginning began

Heaven and Earth unchanging, unending, life without end

As it was in the beginning so it is and ever shall be

The sun remains as it was in the beginning

Undiminished in size or shape, undimmed in brightness or

luminosity

Continuing on its circuit through Space, on its ordained path 

At the same speed, in the same direction, as in the beginning

Just as the moon remains as it was in the beginning 

Appearing at dusk and disappearing at dawn

Playing hide-and-seek with all who behold her

Ageless and unchanged as in the beginning

But not humans who though made in the image of the Creator

As unchanging, ageless, limitless and immortal

Relinquished all in exchange for the forbidden

No longer remaining as they were in the beginning

Should I cry for Adam or weep for the lost glory of humanity?

Should I bemoan my mortality as I groan under the burden of age?

Why should I?

When after I die I become ageless as in the beginning. 

4

Humane

We are humans! Yes, we are

But we are commonly defined by how we look:

Tall hunk, leggy blonde, slim and sexy, or with eyes to die for

Or by what we have or do:

Wealthy banker, rich aristocrat, talented surgeon, or beauty queen

But rarely by what truly makes us human:

Compassionate, passionate, kind-hearted, empathetic, loving

Respectful, polite, courteous, considerate, humble

Or loyal, trustworthy, faithful, integrous, humane

We are humans! Yes, we are

But how human are we?

How much humanity resides within us?

In terms of what makes us truly human

Are we simply human beings?

Or are we humane humans?

We are humans! Yes, we are

But we are true humans only when we are humane

We are humans! Be human, be humane.

True Self

TRUE SELF

5

Who Am I?

Who am I?

Am I who I think I am or am I who they think I am?

Am I who I ought to be or am I who they have  made me?

Am I trying to be who I ought to be or who they want me to be?

Am I to be my true self or am I to be their version of me?

Am I the sociable extrovert I wish I am because everyone says it is

cool?

Or am I the reclusive introvert which my behaviour reveals me to

be?

Am I as open-minded as I proclaim I am?

Or am I biased and opinionated as my attitude implies?

Who am I?

Am I as loving and liberal as my public behaviour suggests?

Or am I hateful and bigoted as my secret conducts reveal?

Am I the generous altruist I act as though I am?

Or am I the selfish self-centred person revealed by my actions?

Have I honoured to deliberately understand who I