Love, so true

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Clausen

The overwhelming light
of tomorrow’s day.
When hope is greater
than the sum of dreams
broken in forgotten time.
Optimism wins
as half-empty glasses
pour out onto surfaces
for tepid fate.
Give me hope and
dreams eternal!
Let me abide within
arms of comfort and
sacred sanctuary.
You offer a heart
filled with promise anew;
love forgotten becomes love
so true.

(c) 2011-2018 Rick Stassi

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In me

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Craving closeness,

Resisting watchful eyes.

Pushing away

The very one

Who sees in me

That which

I  do not.

-Rick

Dust

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Picasso

Aligned with vanity,
So much disappears
That holds hope;
That leads thought;
That blows away.
The dust knows not
The wind nor the ground –
Making peace with each
once, in a while.
Can it be my soul?
A foot on the rung
That Ascends,
Temporal to eternal.
Or, the heart of faith?
Firmly grounded in perspective
Greater than a day.

How shall I be?
Who am I now?

The heavenly voice
Engraved on my heart,
Shall ever be
The place where my soul
Is firmly cleaved.
And I shall be revived.

“My soul clings to the dust;
Revive me according to Your word.”
Ps 119 25,26

future gaze

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I wonder if I’d found some way,

to circumvent those fruitless tries,

truly to avoid –

by some degree,

a pocketful of

deceitful lies.

 

When these questions might’ve been asked,

subject seldom was ever raised,

but now answers –

take life’s past portions

and blend with present’s

future gaze.

greater will

hassam

Childe Hassam

I wonder in color,
dream in vivid hue.
count blessings on hands and feet,
awaken amid waxing blue

The days ever so bitter,
the time ever so lost.
all safely tucked away now,
forgotten tattered and tossed.

Optism is the brighter way,
joy is better still.
when hope and trust in greater things,
are resting in Father’s will.

(c) 2018 Rick Stassi