Jesus
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where are you? peering deep into shrouded nights where a faint glow gives a veiled glimpse of a recent memory. upon a slowly passing vessel i scarcely see the soulful eyes which have always held my heart. they seem sad, those eyes, but actually, they mirror mine – “…for on the left shines love’s light Read more
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“O hardened heart!” cries the stone, Alas, failing beauty, the flowers bemoan. Green to brown, grasses sad fanfare, Breeze entwined in thistle, cool respite rare. For man alone awaits those days – “The new times, better times”, he vacantly prays. Impatiently wringing, hands gnarly worn. Overtly succumbed, contrived and forlorn. New softening light eases the 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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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
Rick Stassi Poetry 