Perfect Love

November 27, 2021 by Rick Stassi

Do I really

float upon

whimsical seas?

Rudderless,

hopeless,

in random breeze.

Or does hope

arrive on

descended dove.

To lead,

to nurture,

with perfect love.

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.

A treatise on the world

February 27, 2021 by Rick Stassi

How desperate these times
of angst and anger.
Of self-promotion
and egocentric reason.
I believe in God.
The one absolute,
and single point
of overarching redemption.
I believe the continual
creep of relativistic thought
and truth dilution
cannot dissolve
this absolute.
I believe in love
from a single point origin
where there are no conditions
and selfless focus holds sway.
I believe judgment is veiled with
a self-serving love –
a deception which is steeped
in the minds
of an unreasonable and
uncaring world.

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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moon

October 31, 2020 by Rick Stassi

if that’s the moon,

it’s long past noon.

I want to eat!

(it) with a spoon.

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.

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

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.