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Category Archives: Poetry
Sunset
Liquid gold lines the clouds and as I gaze outward my tiny, brittle heart remembers its expanse © Meisaan Chan
To give a thank you to God
To give a thank you to God is to throw a drop of water into the sea; to become a thank you for God is to join the sea © Meisaan Chan
Idol
Overwhelming stress is an indication that an altar has been built © Meisaan Chan
The lost
Here I come hair tied back sweeping up the lost © Meisaan Chan
Yes, you are helpless
Yes, you are helpless and plans fall apart and people disappoint and promises aren’t kept and your body breaks down; all of these are gentle doors that open to my heart and only I am waiting to comfort you … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, Spiritual poetry
Tagged disappoint, door, eternal, heart, helpless, promises
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A note to the traveler
All roads do not lead forward most loop back around © Meisaan Chan
Illuminated mysteries
Illuminated mysteries are such that even when lit only the edges can be seen © Meisaan Chan
Detour
I stare at the flooded road. “Don’t worry,” God says. “There’s another way.” My heart drops at the burned-out bridge. “Don’t worry,” God says. “There’s another way.” I wail when I see the tornadoed stretch. “Don’t worry,” God says. … Continue reading
Scrub off the grime on your heart
Scrub off the grime on your heart; be vigilant, for it collects and scrubbing once only means that you’ve scrubbed once, while vigilance requires every moment © Meisaan Chan
House party
Your whisper cuts through the din and pulls me along a suddenly forested road; all of the people and the party fade away and here I am with you, my spirit tingling like a divining rod leaping in my … Continue reading
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Tagged divining rod, party, road, spirit, water, whisper
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Curving toward the center 