Innocence

cassatt girl

Held aloft in December mist,
Summer vessel at full list.
The innocence once held so tight,
Now windward chill and icy blight.
Arriving nigh the River brink,
Awaiting call to chalice drink.

(C)2011-2020 Rick Stassi

Silence

I long for silence

In my soul

Succumbed to unquiet

Words from God

To correct my path

To make me whole.

2019 Rick Stassi