My Father’s Love

August 27, 2021 by Rick Stassi

Clinging on to

wings of grief.

Fading, falling,

Autumn Leaf.

If I should bear a trifle more,

I fear I’d burst

to crystalline hoar.

Longing outward to

guardian gaze,

on deeper waters

soon to laze

to know then

as already known,

in my Father’s love

I’m never alone.

Confidence

October 8, 2020 by Rick Stassi

Poised in moonlight,

confident of the coming dawn.

The sun rolls ever westward

followed by sorrowful souls

crying in the despair of the postmodern

world peering over the horizon

with a hope of renewal.

Ultimate untethered freedom

is not freedom at all

but rather rules abounding with

near impossible obedience.

Lament those who cannot see

the dilution of one truth –

the moral decay

and sweat of many

gods vying for dominance.

Behold there is

an unwavering absolute.

He is alive and smiles

at His children who

pass on the toils of the flesh

to fall on their knees

and pray to the God

who is Absolute

and the cornerstone of

all morality through His Spirit

to souls seeking and persevering

in One Love.

Love Serene

June 8, 2020 by Rick Stassi

A moment without God

The amber hue

of our inward vision

is mired in

doubt.

Flee

to greener leas

of godly peace

to wisdom in

waters deep

and love serene.

His sight

April 12, 2020 by Rick Stassi

“Buttercups and Daisies” Cameron 1881

Seek the sight of
HE whose eyes
penetrate our sorrow.
Finding those times
of self-disdain
permeated from deep inside-
painting the ugliness
we see in the glass.
For thus is an
ill-gotten plan
to destroy and draw
us way from the hope
that His sight
will show us,
through a prism
of divine light
passing through
a tear on our cheek,
a beautifully made
child with hope
and love for
all time.

HE is Risen

Prayer

September 10, 2019 by Rick Stassi

Child-with-a-Dove-by-Pabl-011

Within the core of my humble heart,
Desiring to be set apart.
When pure white dove does alight,
Born of God’s one true light.

rustling wind

March 23, 2019 by Rick Stassi

Jasper Francis Cropsey

sleepiness comes
to heavy eyes.
graying horizon
whispers retreat
as glowing sun
toils through
lingering clouds.
i welcome night
to rest again
and dream about
rustling wind.

beautiful day

December 1, 2018 by Rick Stassi

Beautiful day,
hold me tight.
Show me birds
in high blue flight.
Show me bare branches
once clothed in green.
Show me fields of
waves serene.
Help me look beyond
things i can touch.
To see God’s eyes,
I love so much.

Rick

inner man

January 30, 2018 by Rick Stassi

Morisot

purify,
new inner man.
child upon lightness;
sheltered from darkness.
away! amber delay.
fear to One,
find my way.

rick

tumult

October 18, 2017 by Rick Stassi

Loriann Signori

Away the rushing water sends,
Beckoned limits crushing ends.
Tumult stirs me in my sleep,
Drowning, falling, abysmal deep.
For just a moment if thoughts surmise,
Sudden hope shall draw my eyes.
Off on horizon’s razor line,
Penetrating light of eternal shine
Comforting call surrounds in peace
As God Himself instills release.