God
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in my continued progress, time is relentless. opting temporarily cessation, to extend roots and grow a bit. i’ll be like a flower with petals lithe, color-bright, for another small season. but O my soul soon writhing – the struggle and bleating of this one lost, wandering… Would green grass illude? How fast the slope entraps. Spellbound in Read more
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a world of eyes peering out linked with suspicions from deep within that a thread will lead to a greater good – objective posture in a subjective season. your complex mind devises and propels great might but can deep thought fathom beginning and end and wrestle with infinite stars at night? or even a child’s Read more
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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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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
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“He that saith he abideth in him ought himself also so to walk, even as he walked” 1 John 2:6 (KJV) I peer inside from the outside – It is cold out here and there is a fast-closing distance between us. There within seen are familiar comforts I know, Peaceful and pleasant is the unspoken invitation for Read more
Rick Stassi Poetry 