Rick Stassi Poetry

personal pathways in Poetry

eternity

  • at river’s edge

    At river’s edge we sat and wept. The river is life! Yet so many slept. Restless hearts hate the choices availed, Against God’s wisdom, man’s reason paled. At river’s edge we sat and wept. Infinite midday yet in darkness crept. Youth is a time, when time seems everlasting. But soon ebbing light makes shadows long Read more

  • fading grass

    Optimistic faces with eyes that are the opening to a burdened soul. Do we just exist for birth and death and all in between? Eventual pessimistic hearts shoulder this burdensome segment. Try and mask it but remember the eyes do not lie. See these faces wry with cynicism, remorse following, then, optimism is truly lost. Read more

  • for we who cry

    In the day when I cried out, You answered me, And made me bold with strength in my soul. Psalm 138:3 (NKJV) Who do we fool? What fears we mask as we seek. Primitive reason lurking about our minds… We have a refusal to think outside the plane that is endless in all directions – infinite Read more

  • Eternity Sought

    Dear Eternity-Seeker, I feel have come to the end of my wit! What is reasonable to me is fleeting for you. But I will persevere in my persuasion to walk with you as you seek. Consider the Word on which I base my life: “…to establish you and encourage you concerning your faith…” 1 Thessalonians 3:2 Yes Read more

  • my weak times

    “He who has an ear, let him hear what the Spirit says to the churches. To him who overcomes I will give to eat from the tree of life, which is in the midst of the Paradise of God.” Revelations 2:7 (NKJV) How shall I measure my progress, Father above? The swallowing sea gives my faith an Read more