Monthly Archives: April 2016

righteousness

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portrait-of-a-man-cezzanne

brokenness waxes
as strength grows within
stubbornness relaxes
reverence begins

I am never far enough
to say i’ve arrived
pilgrims journey avoids
all things contrived

so the Lord watches
my weakened stance
as knees fail
in softened glance

and reaching up
I grasp a Hand
of righteousness
where I beg to stand.

(c) 2016 rickjstassi

sanctuary

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Vasily Kandinsky

Vasily Kandinsky

How it hurts
to be unsettled.
Peace eludes
only because of
decisions to not
pursue it.
To know is not enough.
Being, is essential.
O, let me be
as God intends
and be relieved
of this steady
walk in emptiness.
Time passes
but vanity lingers.
Scratching for
tomorrow leaves
a vacuum today.
My mind is future,
My heart is past
My angst, now.
I know better
and upon my knees
I alight.
For sanctuary
is the stillness
of a prayer.

(c) 2016 rickjstassi

temporal time

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rembrandt-man

Rembrandt

swift is my gait
as i hasten to happiness
from sadness.
windows pass in a blur –
all colors to one,
movement frozen
showcasing relativity.

Joy cradle me now
for you are a strength.
O, love hear my heart
for you are a my
basis for life.

I dream of still life in
deep waters and
the softness in green
drawing out my spirit
bathing me in
richness realized.

I loath temporal time
gnawing away at the
soulful mainstay built
from moments in cerebral
depth and prayerful
breadth.

(c) 2016 rickjstassi

uncertainty

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van gogh

it is unsettling
in this moment
that i should be
vain in thought.
is contentment
water’s stagnating
and air’s staleness?
or maybe this is
a time to breathe
and prepare for
the approaching
breeze held aloft
by summer’s warmth
pushed by spring’s
uncertainty.

(c) 2016 rickjstassi

waters deep

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jan 21 2016 detail

loriann signori

Wisdom comes deep
and love shall parallel.
rest winnows like a breeze
In these times.

When my soul
cries out and
my eyes are seeking
beyond the horizon!

Beyond my self
with eyes of a child
and a gait hastening
toward my true love.

Shall I forget
that i cannot find you,
true depth, unless
motivated soul leads?

I beg to be
a conduit from
heaven which flows
all things good.

And selfless wind
falls upon loving blades
of grasses green
and ripples of waters deep.

(c) 2016 rickjstassi