Poetry
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And snow drifts mind the wind’s command, Me, tired of such demand. Outside looking in, to you, periodic calls beckon start. But inside looking out, abiding now, my soul shan’t part. For in this place my perspective is new Infinite and lucid, cloudless skies blue. And abide, I must, the table prepared. Bread of life, Read more
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Sweet is this moment, This moment right now Walking on stretches of sand. Sea lapping at bare feet in biting mist – Hands, clasped, unified spirits Beautifying moments like these, these moments unplanned. Without looking to see you, nor breaking my gaze From lost horizons I hear each of your words That pour from your heart. Read more
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Walking further unto winter’s night When geese and swans have long taken flight. The steel-cold winds cuts my heart in half – I can bear no longer his icy laugh. I have illusion – a semblance of warm and dry Yet hope avoids a heart so awry. I dig ever deeper seeking strength for flight Read more
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Let this day Bring hope, bring light. Fortify me To stand upright. Let this day See God’s eyes. Pierce my heart With truthful pries. Let this day Subtly speak The voice of God. Ear’s inclined, my soul shall seek. Let this day Feel His merciful rein To lead me away From darkened pain. Then sunlight rising Read more
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wonderment glowing in somber glances reaching out to seek more and more of that which shall nurture a willing heart. what, say I, plants this seed? ’tis the eyes of God ’tis the eyes of God for indeed I curiously shall of sound mind look beyond that which I intend to fill. what, say I, Read more
Rick Stassi Poetry 