a pilgrim’s rest

paul-klee-eclair

I think about Autumn
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

Upon Grassy Knoll

peonies

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 pride
Who toil all their days
To hear purposed confide.
A whisper of truth
Flies far overhead
This moment’s reveal
Now left for dead.
And hope appears
On ancient scroll
That finds me at peace
Upon grassy knoll.

(c) 2017 Rick Stassi

love, faith, trust

I rarely feel,
in uncertain times,
I will see passage
to more forgiving climes.
Even knowing,
in steadfast love,
that passage begins
with descending dove.
Thus i forge ahead
where sea weds air,
and draw upon faith
for countenance fair.
But for closure to
this daily plod
it is trust that completes
this path to God.

(c) 2017 rick stassi

Shepherd’s Keep

poppies-and-butterflies

van gogh

welcome now my lighted way
setting mind at ease today
never seen angst’s corrosive leap
within the tight embrace of shepherd’s keep
how i wish for times like these
laid end-to-end o’er wider leas
forming a lifetime of joyful mirth
with faithful steps from sweet rebirth

serenity

pissarro

Camille Pissarro

i tend to think about some things
that lend to sprout of temporal wings
i float aloft in empty skies
dreaming of escape from miry lies.

there is death among such losses
led by which way the angry wind tosses
this spiral into endless chasm
heart hardened in infinite sarcasm

shall i break from where it’s dark
knees in prayer and humility stark
I find the way to softness and green
is to peer upon deep water serene

(c) 2016-2017 rickjstassi

“…God is good”

eyes of blue

berthe morisot

tiny steps on endless path,
dawn to evening epitaph.
sunset seems so far away
today, forever’s smiling sway.

summer day’s sudden demise
cooling breeze shall soon give rise.
first sight of turning hue
tomorrow, hints of days with you

At last reality comes of age
slowly winter’s clock turns page
my heart perceives eternal bliss
saddened fear of those I’ll miss

for oft I dream of eyes of blue
summer warmth in days with you
hands clasped in lovingness
sunset arrives in heart’s confess.

(c) 2016 rickjstassi