Peace
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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 Read more
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AbsoluteBlack and White –ResoluteAdamic domicile.A black stormVeiling blue sky.Thin rayCast from persistentSun steadilyErodesStatus quo andDubious good.With sunlightUpon crystallineDroplets,Rainbow backdropsA dove fleeingNoah’s flood withOlive branchUshering inAn inclusiveLove and aGreater good. (c) 2020 Rick Stassi Read more
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Drag on, fetid air. Now only the lilac perseveres with the imminence of dank, heavy mist on a leaf-covered lane. (c) 2020 Rick Stassi Read more
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Long gone are those timesof somber sunsetsand restful nights.How I wish the feelingof breathingthe predawn airwould never end.Gardenia scent so richin late night dew-from outsideinto my arableformless soul,awaitingthe hands ofGodto sow and nurturea seed of lovein my tenderbut tired heart.(c) 2020 Rick Stassi Read more
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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. (c) 2020 Rick Stassi Read more
Rick Stassi Poetry 