tired heart

Paul Cezanne
Long gone are those times
of somber sunsets
and restful nights.
How I wish the feeling
of breathing
the predawn air
would never end.
Gardenia scent so rich
in late night dew-
from outside
into my arable
formless soul,
awaiting
the hands of
God
to sow and nurture
a seed of love
in my tender
but tired heart.
(c) 2020 Rick Stassi

 

 

moments like these

CASSATT

Mary Cassatt

dream softly.
feel air brush
across somber
downcast eyes.
see more
than the
night desires.
alone, pass from
sorrow to joy
within an
outstretched
love purposed
for moments
like these.

(c) rick stassi

field

Garden of Flowers Vincent van Gogh

Out of our self
and into the
soft field of
colors and scents
enveloping our sense
and broadcasting within
that we live for others
because of One.
(C) 2020 Rick Stassi

For Christ’s love compels us, because we are convinced that one died for all, and therefore all died. And he died for all, that those who live should no longer live for themselves but for him who died for them and was raised again.

2 Corinthians 5:14-15 NIV

Plea

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Paul Klee

clear and greener are the paths
that join with azure
ceiling splash with a
two-toned horizon of dissected hues,
one line – separating
spirit and body.
setting sun encourages moon-
warming source
leaves far too soon.
the lesser looks askance –
spying in a night-glance
where sad hearts cry.
I wonder as a melody fills
my infiltrating slumber
like a silent serpentine rill.
where upon my soul is heaven cast?
help me in my plea
for fervent trust
and a love that shall
ever last.

(C) 2011-2020 rick stassi

He is Here

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Carefully metered
From once to soon,
Narrow path dividing
Thorns of wisdom and
Sirens of temptation –
Fields of life
With all fruitfulness
Beg contemplative
Thought born in
A loving God
Who is always there.

(c) 2020 Rick Stassi

sincerity

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Edgar Degas

Through a glass
darkly,
it seems –
I seek clarity
of those innermost
things.
If truth lies
awake
on the hem of
inner places
sincere,
waiting to divulge
and alight on my
outer being,
then I pray
for sincerity
for peace so
serene.

(c) 2011-2019 rick j stassi