God loves
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I tread on paths thoughtfully prepared with sight not on tomorrow – or yesterday, but here with me now. the certainty that i fall short is gracefully embraced on straighter roads – and always and ever the sun settles on the point between God and man. Rick Read more
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What is life, afterall? The waning time from summer to fall. Winter’s sting shall take its toll, In springtime thus a reborn soul. Reborn on ground or there above, For certain born in holy love. Afterall, earth run its course, But heaven shall ever shun remorse. Gone too soon and hearts asunder gives rise to… Read more
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all the things i’ve ever seen are buried deep in soul serene. all the things I’ve ever known are neatly placed in arable loam. the struggle inside with these temporal things, shall subside again with spiritual wings. Read more
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Draw me near liquid green field, my frailty certain; torn heart concealed. Cast away fear of darkness with eyes fixed inward soul wanders relentless. Lead me now to God’s own eyes. Of everyman’s dream in azure skies. On and on in tepid night, O peace whom I seek behind first light. Then off in flight… Read more
Rick Stassi Poetry 