Upon Grassy Knoll

peonies

Flailing arms
In a panicked sea
Determined currents
Fashioned for me.
Are there vessels
That purposefully float
On meaningful ways
Ushered by words God wrote?
Should I swim
Against icy torrent
Listlessly failing
All motivation spent,
Or calmly believe
Life for eternity
Is more than existing
In trifled monotony.
I weep for those
In existential pride
Who toil all their days
To hear purposed confide.
A whisper of truth
Flies far overhead
This moment’s reveal
Now left for dead.
And hope appears
On ancient scroll
That finds me at peace
Upon grassy knoll.

(c) 2017 Rick Stassi

peace begins

van-gogh-winterI lose a tear for future times
hoarfrost blankets in icy rimes
thoughts pervade optimistic stance
growing cold my countenance.

should I choose life temporally drawn
such choice becomes paths soon walked upon
and faint becomes the eternal draw
as time erodes in restless gnaw

then darkened senses wisp away
sooner seen on newfound day
and glory comes on deeper love
as peace begins with descending dove

(c) 2017 rick j stassi

into your eyes seen

cassatt-boy

lift me upward
beyond the tethered grasp
of this mortal time

beyond places dreamt
where crimson sky
meets azure waters

into your eyes seen
windows beyond
windows within

speak to me
in words of love
to make me cry

i hear in your voice
my visions to life
in a gentle calling

into your truth known
windows beyond
windows within

counsel me
in paths of growth
so I feel safe

direction so clear
the brambled way
bitterly subside

into your voice learned
windows beyond
windows within

(c) 2017 rick stassi

meadows green

renoir-landscape-summer

I long to see the lighter side
where troubled heart shall soon abide
engaging glances from heavenly will
seeking refuge in waters still.
I want to see the warming sky
where mind contemplates God on high
enraging a world so temporally serene
finding rest on meadows green.

(c) 2017 rickjstassi