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?



dark and frail
gray hanging on to
a bit of white
lest a black demise.
overcast skies absorbing
what sunlight it can
waiting for night
and equanimity of hue.
pinpoint light hidden
well within my soul
shrouded in clouds
screams to be heard
playing with the thought
that even a firefly
can be a lantern
in his small domain…
can I?

(c) 2014 Rick Stassi

Listening, waiting…

Artist: Rick Stassi

Artist: Rick Stassi

Your love has given me great joy and encouragement, because you, brother, have refreshed the hearts of the Lord’s people.
Philemon 1:7

What do I hear, O Lord?
The voices of many and the ways they afford.
But it brings me strength and movement toward
Growing in Your family in one accord

What do others do, O God?
With a staff and a rod
Within Your kingdom
To those I laud.

What do others see, Father of all?
Obediently forward in their call.
With their eyes ever seeking truth and love.
Joining together, the enemy’s appall

What do others say, Father of Life?
Promoting joy amongst your children rife.
With their hearts in deepening love,
This their weapon – double-edged knife

So, I beg, give me Your word, Father of mine
That direction is heard toward the will of Thine!
That I would be blessed to share your work
As with my loving brethren, You give me that sign.


…and Your Love

…and Your Love

along a path blissfulness be
God in heart His eyes follow me.
ever watching a meandering child
heart now pure but once defiled.
a scent abounds and fills the air
each breath I take Your heartfelt care.
i step, and step again, to new places,
and Your Love follows.

further down the path I go
it is my life which I speak, you must now know.
ageless, joyful, merry, mirth,
all You give is giving worth
each taste I savor so, so sweet
i am fed, heart and Scripture meet.
i continue steps in joyful gait
and Your Love follows.

and days shall come, darkness shall hold
my attention forgetting all I’ve been told:
in Your Light, darkness prevails not,
my attention refocused, O this life, my godly lot.
i feel Your warmth inside, each part
from toes to head, a centered heart
i rush back onto Your path
and Your Love follows.

so days gone and no more to come
a life is not just difference and sum
joyously we see all things You, Lord
thanking each moment that time shall afford.
and I look around to those whom I dearly love
gentle souls in my heart, in head, eternally above.
i come to the place where Celestial doors await
and Your Love is there.

© 2013 Rick Stassi

…for all those whom I dearly love and shall love.



“…where they crucified Him, and two others with Him, one on either side, and Jesus in the center.”
John 19:18 (NKJV)

Centric is the point of origin,
Where souls radiate what is God allowed.
Starting at this point within,
Wherefrom flows a Light and a Cloud

Centric from within my soul
Emanates Love’s lighted ray.
‘Tis my joyful role,
With hopeful obedience, anyway.

Centric with left and right.
Metaphorically written anon,
There sits dark and light
Lost e’er for the scoffer, but paradise the other one


Centric is at Calvary: Look right, look left!
Sin nailed to the tree
All darkness thus bereft.
Centric now Salvation be.

Cry ye ones who seek for more
The ‘more’ you seek is close
And coming close to Narrow Door,
Centric Spirit cries “Death! Morose”.

Centric is the point of origin,
Where souls radiate what is God allowed.
Starting at this point within,
Wherefrom flows a Light and a Cloud

© 2013 Rick Stassi

Crimson on White

“Then said Jesus unto his disciples, If any man will come after me, let him deny himself, and take up his cross, and follow me”  Matthew 16:24 (KJV)

Where shall I go
O Lord, O Lord?
With mountains to climb
And stream to ford.
I shall follow You.

What should I do
O Lord, O Lord?
With the hopeless at hand
And  peace in demand.
I shall do as You do

How shall I act
O Lord, O Lord?
With willing heart
And humble start
I shall act godly today.

When should I go
O Lord, O Lord?
To those crying, run
With teary eyes, setting Sun.
I will go now.

How I love You
O Lord, O Lord.
Crimson on white
Perfectly upright.
In Your arms I rest.

© 2013 Rick Stassi

His Eyes

“For the eyes of the Lord run to and fro throughout the whole earth, to shew himself strong in the behalf of them whose heart is perfect toward him.”
2 Chronicles 16:9 (KJV)

For His eyes
On earth do peer,
Patience o’er those He espies
To and fro for the meek,
Watching us, our seeking cries.

For His eyes
Wander here and there
To each man’s face
Painfully aware of life’s
Increasing pace.

For His eyes
Leave no stone lost
Rooted deep in hearts forsaken
Refresh anew these
With Spirit awaken.

For His eyes
See grieving tears
Compassion never lost
Those shed for pain, shed for fears
His grace does come at a cost

For His eyes
Fixed upon a man,
He shows strength, endurance be
Looking down upon a man-
This man, this one is me.

For in my eyes
The smiling heart
Of You, God I see
Always perfecting
My soul within me.

And our eyes
Meet everlasting
I shall give all my core
Solid course stayed true, time passing
And to Your His eyes I giveth more.

Once a man in lowly places
Seated with unfavored faces
For the world, it medicates
But in His eyes
He sees and waits.

Once a moment in forgotten time
I ran to Him, His eyes so kind
And gave Him all my soul to keep
For in His eyes
His Love runs deep.

For the ones who feel unloved: God loves you.
Therefore, there are none unloved.

© 2013 Rick Stassi

Compassion Born, Compassion Fulfilled

And He Himself is the propitiation for our sins, and not for ours only but also for the whole world.
1 John 2:2 (NKJV)


Born in man all ill of will,

Patience lost with reasoning unreal.

Transparent elixirs alluring call,

His face pressed against a wall.

Hear the siren’s tempting song,

Pressing darkness moves along.

He searches with desperate desire

Hopeless, lost, flailing, evil fire.

As all seems lost to man.

Reckless abandon, increasing span.

Farther from God does he move.

Needful heart cries reprove

Have Compassion for him…

Jesus walks, cross bears down,

Scourging pain, thorny crown.

Hilltop seen as all await,

Son of Man a certain fate.

But fulfill the words ancient and passed

As God’s plan unfolds eternally cast.

Nails to wood with hands in between,

Cries of pain, course stayed seen.

The hour comes the temple falls

And the Savior for all, Flesh palls.

But in three days miraculous rise

He defeats death, Satan’s demise

Compassion fulfilled.

2013 Rick Stassi

Old Seasons…

The Lord is good to those who wait for Him,
To the soul who seeks Him.
It is good that one should hope and wait quietly
For the salvation of the Lord.
Lamentations 3:25,26 (NKJV)

Upon this place alone I stay,
I wait for Him to come my way.
Inside my mind all thoughts do roam,
But God of Grace bade me home.

Determined dreams look out beyond
To blackened night, heartless bond.
Shall my heart, my core, look toward a Light?
Piercing darkness with Divine might?

Once we looked within our soul
With selfish reason, its corrupt toll.
Pray seek the Spirit abiding there,
Bringing peace from our Father aware.

Wait for His joy and peace Divine,
Quiet sanctuary & grace align.
But salvation foremost in thoughts and cares
Burdens passed to the One who bears.

The young shall seek with unseasoned mind,
A given time our Lord they shall find.
Their minds vain and settled not
God our King eternally sought.

He shall come to be with you
New seasons of joy and peace so true
Salvation is ours burdens tossed
Jesus our Lord, old seasons lost.

© 2013 Rick Stassi