my life
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Panning west with eyes of rust seeking closure in crimson trust rest awaits in hallowed clouds as God Himself harvests fields plowed the west is where life must end and rotation controls all light to send and when at last I close my eyes God awakens me in bluer skies. (c) 2017 rick stassi Read more
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I have thought beyond daily toil and seen hope rendered useless with simple conjecture. My self is vanity and a soul satisfied in ego is sorrowful emptiness. Alas help me grasp the planar vision of Jesus with all of life contained within four sides – each line seeking the infinite dutifully in each direction. I… Read more
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Flailing arms In a panicked sea Determined currents Fashioned for me. Are there vessels That purposefully float On meaningful ways Ushered by words God wrote? Should I swim Against icy torrent Listlessly failing All motivation spent, Or calmly believe Life for eternity Is more than existing In trifled monotony. I weep for those In existential… Read more
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I long to see the lighter side where troubled heart shall soon abide engaging glances from heavenly will seeking refuge in waters still. I want to see the warming sky where mind contemplates God on high enraging a world so temporally serene finding rest on meadows green. (c) 2017 rickjstassi Read more
Rick Stassi Poetry 