glorious love
Words I hear that fail me
Are like fruit long dried
Plucked from the tree.
Clearly hope does not rise-
Passed the shore,
Over mountains,
From tales of yore.
But rather given-
From a dove,
Within my heart,
From glorious love.
Rick Stassi
emanatingjoy(c) 2023
these times
These times shall occur,
Oft wanted so,
A loving touch
A celestial glow.
Eyes that look
Deep into despair,
To carry the burden,
My heart cannot bear.
Rick Stassi (c) 2011-2022
What if Adam?
What if when God created Adam
He created all people as one.
Adam is woman,
He is Man,
He is all races,
All identities,
All preferences.
He is all pronouns and
All people that ever would walk
This world.
Can you imagine this
Perspective?
(c) 2022 Rick Stassi
Current Artwork
Art is the best meditation therapy. This includes playing music, painting, poetry and whatever else prompts us to look within to a heart that is constantly replenished by God.
(c) 2022 Rick Stassi
First Love
I can’t explain,
These times uncared-for
With heart toward God
Still not yet bared.
I know from where,
Descends a dove.
To hasten me back,
To my first love.
Rick Stassi 2022
Perfect Love
Do I really
float upon
whimsical seas?
Rudderless,
hopeless,
in random breeze.
Or does hope
arrive on
descended dove.
To lead,
to nurture,
with perfect love.
(C) 2021 Rick Stassi
youth
a whisper unfurls
in delicate green,
as innocence arises
in hopeful serene.
give to the world
and take as you might,
we are the better
in your wandering plight.
(C) 2022 Rick J Stassi
dreams
peering deep inside my soul,
fearless abyss awaits
my curious and peering eyes.
wandering
in the solitude of
darkness,
a black hole absorbs
light and childhood frivolity
holding onto the last glimpse
of innocence.
Why can I not see in to what
secretly peers out of the void?
I lost so many parts of my self
without a sound.
without knowing,
the dull pain of sadness
swallows carefree levity and
forgotten memories.
Holding sway, is
the stagnate air
surrounding
lost dreams I never knew
I had.
(c) 2021 Rick Stassi
Pensive
Springing, seeping,
waters flow.
Lithely, floating,
Autumn glow.
Waxing, moaning,
harvest sky.
Closing eyes,
sorrowful cry.
(c) 2021 Rick Stassi