Category Archives: Poetry

Glowing with sun

After three days of rain the grasses glow with sun and astonished, we look up © Meisaan Chan

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A cry for help in the wilderness

Help me, O Lord, barricades in every direction; the path has crumbled behind me the path has crumbled before me and to my sides the land burns: Help me, oh God, I cry © Meisaan Chan

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When in hardship

When in hardship, so often you want to become even harder than the hardship when the path is asking you to break open © Meisaan Chan

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The anchor

In your deepest prayer, there am I! In your weakest prayer, there am I! In no prayer, there am I! Do not anchor to the prayer, but to me © Meisaan Chan

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Middle of wilderness

The journey takes us to heaven where ten thousand lakes lie where pines stand tall and birch trees lean gently where rain soaks in deep where everything is at a soul-level: The ducks swimming, the squirrels darting, the air suspended … Continue reading

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The not-listening

Not listening to yourself can be the most destructive thing you can do © Meisaan Chan

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The slow return to strength

Putting down the fury and the self-righteousness and the vengeance and the victimhood, putting the cool compress of compassion to my forehead, that I do not grow yet weaker © Meisaan Chan

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