February 2017
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I have thought beyond daily toil and seen hope rendered useless with simple conjecture. My self is vanity and a soul satisfied in ego is sorrowful emptiness. Alas help me grasp the planar vision of Jesus with all of life contained within four sides – each line seeking the infinite dutifully in each direction. I… Read more
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I stumbled upon a winter day Where darkness stole my smile away But before I should be overcome I remembered Jesus is where I’m from. I happened on an autumn night Fraught with sadness void of light And as the lamp depleted oil I remembered God to whom I’m loyal. I found new hope in… Read more
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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… Read more
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I 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… Read more
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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… Read more
Rick Stassi Poetry 