prayer

February 22, 2015 by Rick Stassi you

Edgard Degas

I shall utter this:
I will trust You God
Because I can abide
Safely in You always.

I see shadows overcome
By light across the Jordan –
Final river, where Your throne,
Beautiful throne is in Your temple.

I hear the angelic murmur
Of Your confident voice
Bringing trust and love
With surety in my darkness.

…and I know that the train
Of Your robe
fills the temple
With Glory.

Amen

i dreamed

February 20, 2015 by Rick Stassi you

Van Gogh

i dreamed about vast grandeur,
an eternal unfolding sky.
endless, enveloping, seeming
where old things go to die.

i dreamed of far bright lights
upon a darkened sullen gray
following, following, now ever closer
i choose to run away.

I dreamed of green, lighted fields
the ones inviting so
severing, severing my earthly ties
now begging me to go.

I dreamed of pale, wrinkled hands
writhing, wringing, singing sorrow.
endeavouring a desperate promise
of all things better tomorrow.

I dreamed of a brilliant light
beautifully adorned, ’twas He
revering all goodness eternal
His hand outstretched for me.

why?

February 13, 2015 by Rick Stassi you

Same idea, different words . . .

Jesus, Light of the World

a voice cries out
to infinite darkness
in aching cold
succumbed in fright
with questions only
the deepest places contain answers

I wonder why those
in their sorrowful
times stop short
of finding all secrets
so near their grasp
and die in futile attempts?

truth, bold and subtle,
answers with certain
clarity to the keen ear
a sound so pure –
and the cries of the voice
are heard

in the dawn’s sweet pastel
a forlorn mourning dove
promises to tell what
she belabors to hear –
her voice resonating
through the morning
rapt with sorrowful sadness

a man spent before
the apex of a burning sun
wonders why his burden
urges emotion’s torrid race
permeating angst and driving
his mentally tattered
head to his hands
staining and moistening with
the tears of long toiling

soon evening comes with
respite as a morose melody fails
and surrenders now to a…

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why?

February 12, 2015 by Rick Stassi you

a voice cries out
to infinite darkness
in aching cold
succumbed to fright
with questions only
the deepest places contain answers

I wonder why those
in their sorrowful
times stop short
of finding all secrets
so near their grasp
and die in futile attempts?

truth, bold and subtle,
answers with certain
clarity to the keen ear
a sound so pure –
and the cries of the voice
are heard

in the dawn’s sweet pastel
a forlorn mourning dove
promises to tell what
she belabors to hear –
her voice resonating
through the morning
rapt with sorrowful sadness

soon evening comes with
respite as a morose melody fails
and surrenders now to a voice
from deeper places where
quietness is a sanctuary and
peace is warm arms
holding
all that was thought to be fleeting

the mystery flows from
guardian eyes and reassurance
holds with a true hope
as the universe shrinks
to its Creator
now gently wiping tears
from weathered cheeks

some find their way
to such a place
where God and man
come eye-to-eye
and knees become weak
as all things within
are now replaced
with the mystery
of all times

there are those who stop
short of finding such secrets,
I wonder, why?

the sea

February 9, 2015 by Rick Stassi you

Emile Nolde

“what is truth?”, cries the sea to sky
separated only by the horizon so wary and wry
who hears this poetic query many a day
from those who wish to exist not in dismay

so many transient things that seem so proud
even the sea shall nourish the cloud
limitless sky absorbs all who leer
upon darkness above with unknown fear

“our existence is no mystery” muses ardent sky
not looking beyond our self is why we die
for a thin line separates sky and sea
presenting one choice for eternity

and if we should step aside our tears
maybe truth would transcend our fears
then surrender in humble times of woe
would lead to respite and hearts shall grow

so ponder now deep transient sea
and pray for those leering to be
because truth that is found upon dark nights
is horizon’s revealing of eternal lights