Camille Pissarro

drifting,
drifting on a
foundation of shifting
sands as lulling
distractions seep
into thoughts,
dreams, and focused
eyes once held in
fixed gaze now in abstentia
and replaced
by the lure of false confidence
that really seems
ever so true…

such are the tricks
the foibles and feeble
grasps from Untruth
trying to mount
a comeback only to be
trampled upon by a moment of
clarity in which
the open hand of Jesus
pulls the drowning
from the submerged
darkness to
merciful Light.
And we remember
God is omniscient
and forever welcoming
home those who
forget and really believe
they can do it all themselves.

for certain, it is in
brief times
I carry haughty
countenance and piety,
thinking some is enough.
but God says He will perfect me
each day which negates
some days and I take
the hand of Jesus
and begin to patiently
wait as God’s work
in me recommences.

(c) 2014 Rick Stassi