Rick Stassi Poetry

personal pathways in Poetry

Jesus

  • this slowing season

    How lovely How free With You, God, Cradling me That I would know Your warming glow. To accept Your light, Your heart, Your Might, Into Thee I press My willing soul You do caress. It perplexes my reason For those who in These shorter days- This slowing season Would resist Foreheads gently kissed By You Read more

  • dark and light

    11 If I say, Surely the darkness shall cover me; even the night shall be light about me. 12 Yea, the darkness hideth not from thee; but the night shineth as the day: the darkness and the light are both alike to thee. Psalm 139 So in the light, fear dissipates. And darkness is forgotten Read more

  • return

    Embittered notions within and around; Bolt in all directions – Unmindful, not sound. Forgetting the place Where all things turned, Returning to Jesus Loving eyes yearned. I never seem, At least I ponder, To live on a line From which I shan’t wander. For sine and cosine Curves repeat their course. And I endlessly follow, Revisiting 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