Prayer for Humility

February 13, 2021 by Rick Stassi

Struggling to give up
The predominance of self-centeredness.
The instinct for self-preservation,
Is surpassed by the need to look outward
In empathetic realization
That we as a whole are better
When we consider God,
And others,
Before ourselves.

Rick Stassi
Copyright 2021

Prayer for Wisdom

February 9, 2021 by Rick Stassi

I seek holistic wisdom,

Beyond my furthest reaches.

To cast out temporal leanings,

Embracing God who teaches

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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.

your season

September 17, 2020 by Rick Stassi

The dried grasses of late summer

are bending and sprawling

from dew borne on

the cooler night of a changing season.

Slumber is rejuvenation and dreams

encapsulate fanciful recounts of

life thus far.

Embracing change is

shedding the old skin of the past with

renewal to behold new life.

Weather abides and

turns dismal with fog once again

hovering above the earth as the icy

hoarfrost blankets the ground

to ensure no coldness escapes.

It is natural and it is essential.

As the last rusty leaf from the sycamore falls,

I am reminded all things are as God intends.

Take a deep breath and be reborn into

the change in this, your season.

Absolute’s End

September 6, 2020 by Rick Stassi

Absolute
Black and White –
Resolute
Adamic domicile.
A black storm
Veiling blue sky.
Thin ray
Cast from persistent
Sun steadily
Erodes
Status quo and
Dubious good.
With sunlight
Upon crystalline
Droplets,
Rainbow backdrops
A dove fleeing
Noah’s flood with
Olive branch
Ushering in
An inclusive
Love and a
Greater good.

soon autumn

July 26, 2020 by Rick Stassi

Charlotte Bernstrom

Drag on, fetid air.
Now only the lilac perseveres
with the imminence
of dank, heavy mist
on a leaf-covered lane.

someone sweet

July 7, 2020 by Rick Stassi

Monet

When early softness
alights on
tired golden fields,
a scent embodies
the morning.
It is here that
I am young again –
waiting for the school bus
on a country road
without a thought
of being older,
but rather pleasant
hope for an open seat
next to someone sweet.

tired heart

June 18, 2020 by Rick Stassi

Long gone are those times
of somber sunsets
and restful nights.
How I wish the feeling
of breathing
the predawn air
would never end.
Gardenia scent so rich
in late night dew-
from outside
into my arable
formless soul,
awaiting
the hands of
God
to sow and nurture
a seed of love
in my tender
but tired heart.
(c) 2020 Rick Stassi

moments like these

April 29, 2020 by Rick Stassi

Mary Cassatt

dream softly.
feel air brush
across somber
downcast eyes.
see more
than the
night desires.
alone, pass from
sorrow to joy
within an
outstretched
love purposed
for moments
like these.

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.