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

Obscurity

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Van Gogh

Clouds and obscurity –
these visions of silver linings
and all things that are
yet to be.

Take me to deeper places
and give me eyes of clarity
from which to see you
and know as you know.

Let my heart break
for the ones bound
without hope – entrusting vanity
on deceptive plains.

Give me greener days
with hallowed essence
and dreams coming true
in graceful melodic moment.

This is my time to wander –
to seek patient virtue
and find the narrow road
to heaven above.

(c) 2017 rick stassi