Springing, seeping,
waters flow.
Lithely, floating,
Autumn glow.
Waxing, moaning,
harvest sky.
Closing eyes,
sorrowful cry.
(c) 2021 Rick Stassi
Pensive
My Father’s Love
Clinging on to
wings of grief.
Fading, falling,
Autumn Leaf.
If I should bear a trifle more,
I fear I’d burst
to crystalline hoar.
Longing outward to
guardian gaze,
on deeper waters
soon to laze
to know then
as already known,
in my Father’s love
I’m never alone.
(c) 2021 Rick Stassi
abide
I wish I was whole again
Cast darkness aside,
To see myself clearly,
In Your arms, abide.
(C) 2021 Rick Stassi
A treatise on the world
How desperate these times
of angst and anger.
Of self-promotion
and egocentric reason.
I believe in God.
The one absolute,
and single point
of overarching redemption.
I believe the continual
creep of relativistic thought
and truth dilution
cannot dissolve
this absolute.
I believe in love
from a single point origin
where there are no conditions
and selfless focus holds sway.
I believe judgment is veiled with
a self-serving love –
a deception which is steeped
in the minds
of an unreasonable and
uncaring world.
Rick Stassi
copyright 2021
Prayer for Humility
Struggling to give up
The predominance of self-centeredness.
The instinct for self-preservation,
Is surpassed by the need to look outward
In empathetic realization
That we as a whole are better
When we consider God,
And others,
Before ourselves.
Rick Stassi
Copyright 2021
Prayer for Wisdom
I seek holistic wisdom,
Beyond my furthest reaches.
To cast out temporal leanings,
Embracing God who teaches
Rick Stassi
Copyright 2021
Prayer for Goodness
I surrender all of me to goodness,
Surpassing mortal reason.
To achieve focal ascension,
And see a perfect season.
Rick Stassi
Copyright 2021
Prayer for Wholeness
Seurat
Lord make me whole again,
Center my heart.
Fill all the gaps,
That keep us apart.
(C) 2021 Rick Stassi
moon
if that’s the moon,
it’s long past noon.
I want to eat!
(it) with a spoon.
(c) 2020 rick stassi
Confidence
Poised in moonlight,
confident of the coming dawn.
The sun rolls ever westward
followed by sorrowful souls
crying in the despair of the postmodern
world peering over the horizon
with a hope of renewal.
Ultimate untethered freedom
is not freedom at all
but rather rules abounding with
near impossible obedience.
Lament those who cannot see
the dilution of one truth –
the moral decay
and sweat of many
gods vying for dominance.
Behold there is
an unwavering absolute.
He is alive and smiles
at His children who
pass on the toils of the flesh
to fall on their knees
and pray to the God
who is Absolute
and the cornerstone of
all morality through His Spirit
to souls seeking and persevering
in One Love.
(c) 2020 Rick Stassi
