bluer skies



Panning west with
eyes of rust
seeking closure in
crimson trust
rest awaits in
hallowed clouds
as God Himself
harvests fields plowed
the west is where
life must end
and rotation controls
all light to send
and when at last
I close my eyes
God awakens me
in bluer skies.

(c) 2017 rick stassi


lovely and true

grove of trees -Renoir

grove of trees Renoir

peace comes in drops of rain
light piercing in prismatic plane
with hopeful glances far above
He is near and cradles in love

when do we fill the gap of vanity
and overflow like tourmaline sea?
i ponder inward and see my flaw
knowing God’s restoration in awe

renewal waxes in unfurling leaf
soft green waves silent absence brief
my Creator will not leave my aching heart
He is watchful and shall never part

I hope someday I will see
into myself amber lens free
to see the possibilty of finding anew
what God has always seen lovely and true.

(c) 2016 rickjstassi

treatise 2


Pablo Picasso

For now
we see through a glass, darkly;
but then face to face:
now I know in part;
but then shall I know
even as also I am known.

1 Corinthians 13:12 KJV

How I long to
See deeper into
My soul
To understand
How God sees me
And you.

Would I then
Learn to love
Even more
As I see
the depth of
His love?


remembering now

jan 28 fog

Artist: Loriann Signori

with time’s steadfast passing
on river’s gentle meander
as melodies gently sway
with mesmerizing candor.

my heart is completing
in continuing peace
more about now than end
each moment’s gentle release.

this soul be bold
knowing the nature of time
in constant reminder
mild countenance sublime.

and lay my head down
upon dreams passing above
remembering now
is from heaven’s love.

(c) 2015 rick stassi

He is there

Artist: Paul Klee

Artist: Paul Klee

when the lights go out
shall I fear darkness?
do I see childhood
and all of its dreams
with fences to climb
and creeks to cross –
a robin to spy upon
in its time singing unaware?

when the lights go out
I shall see warmth with
firefly-lit segments of
all moments that are good
which rest in my heart.
eyes of grace and a
heart of love embrace me
and there is nary time to fear.

when the lights go out
I shall meet all that
is eternal and know all things
as time and space are
instilled in my mind
and I know life
is good and all is truth
in a Father who is there.

(c) 2015 rick stassi

temporal lost

flowers languish with the setting sun
it is time to seek true strength
from which victory comes
and is counted each moment in
small battles on seeming infinite fields
prodding at my weakness.

now is when discontent and
the hopeful yearning for joy
meet eye-to-eye –
confidence and trust
dancing with unpleasant

in the midst of all
confusion and thoughts
of a darker tomorrow
is a small light brought
and laid at my feet –
in Comfort’s arms respite comes.

finding joy in each weary moment
is neither burdensome
nor impossible but rather a
necessary part of leaving
the temporal lost and
finding the eternal Spirit.

there is peace on earth
in my soul as the sun rises
and cool summer mornings
bring hope and confidence
builds for a God who promises
all is perfected in perfect timing.

and I see His eyes
and I feel His hand
upon my heart
and He whispers softly
into willing ears
“all is good, all is right”.

(c) 2015 rick stassi

a new worship

Loriann Signori

Loriann Signori

storms ebb in pale gray dawn
as first light stirs and
eyes are rubbed in confusion –
for a bit – as thoughts catch up
to this moment.
what we believe we cannot endure,
soon is another victory
claimed with the confidence bred
in the aftermath.
however, listen now and hear:
true victory is realized
in the battle
in a tender cry of joy.
All things are made new
and there is a new worship.
A time when we sacrifice wholly
and give out of pure selflessness
even in biting pain.
There is a glint of light
out of the corner of my eye
and though merely a glint,
truly a beacon of victory
as I am reminded that as we
seek more understanding,
our worship is more than new
as in a fresh day, but new, as if
never been previously seen.
this is my word from God:
That we must cast off trite
daily ritual and seek
perspective through His eyes.
He makes all thing new
and the sweetest moment
happens in a dim morning
awakening – realizing we did not
just endure, but we flourished
and a new heaven and
a new earth beckon with
crystal water of Life flowing
from the throne of the Lord
and He sees it is good.

(c) 2015 rick stassi