tumult

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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.

(c) 2017 rickstassi

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baby blue

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bitterness follows
grey over blue
when wonder turns to fear
horizon blurrs
blending
sky to earth.
I know it is hard
seeing inside
feeling numb –
praying where are You
to watch over me?
but you know, baby blue, you know.
you know your walk
is not so easy.
it is frayed-
unraveled at times.
but you smile and your eyes
sparkle and love is imparted
on my misty eyes.
a smile casts away demons
because it is given by God
who you always really know,
is there.

(c) 2017 rick stassi

still azure

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Pissarro

the kindness I seek
Is deep within your eyes.
a gentle smile so warm
like still azure skies.
i reach out to feel
the strength in your hand
confiding outward trust
I cannot understand.
the faith that is gained
in a vessel hard-pressed
promises love eternal
in surreal breaths of rest.

(c) 2017 rickstassi

in God alone

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Mary Cassatt

In God alone,
I strive to
place my eyes
where my heart
shall soon follow.

Only in my solitude
shall I truly be
sound in judgment
as focus thus waxes and
lucidity pervades.

I see my soul,
now, as He
has always seen
and all too soon
I shall emanate joy.

 

(c) 2017 rickstassi

mindfulness

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Degas

In the evening of these waning days,
my heart reaches out to gather
times past.
Thoughts are obsessed with memory
elixirs easing stinging
effects of this breath.
Mind not to rest in
haunting enemies of the past.
Rather, delight in love then and now.
As I hold onto the light
that has nurtured me this lifetime,
I see a family with a young child.
My tears reflect time passed
too quickly with many moments
gone in oversight.
I want time back
and I need that child
to release me into the fullness
of my adulthood.
A glance and a smile promises
hope of such escape.
Acknowledge a thought and
bid it farewell
to accept newer times
in brighter days
absorbed in green leas
in sheltering skies.
It is here that
I shall grow old.

(c) rick stassi 2017

a pilgrim’s rest

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I think about Autumn
that haggard face at night
the light that ushers in another time
and softens all of my might.

I wonder what life beyond brings
adventure in ocherous hues
resting soul shall embrace this time
sky’s color shift from blues.

The Lord’s present glory is nigh
I pause for one last thought
to cross the Jordan to my rest
a pilgrim’s end thus sought.

Alas the trials of a day
preclude this hasty feat
as precious joy arises now
and delays the Mercy seat.

I wonder then, what life should bring
in orange and tangerine
more time for faith to build upon
a godly life serene.

(c) 2017 rick stassi