Category Archives: Poetry

Surrendering to my god

I have such a hard time surrendering to what I cannot see; and in this, sight becomes my God © Meisaan Chan

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Balance

The space of self is hallowed, not to be denied; the space of “us” is hallowed, not to be denied © Meisaan Chan  

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The forever bullseye

I. I alone know precisely how to tend; the others approximate or miss I am the forever bullseye II. so if it is a bullseye lo, it is I © Meisaan Chan  

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Listen to yourself!

Listen to yourself! Fingers from ears Wake up! © Meisaan Chan

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So strange when others find me valuable!

So strange when others find me valuable! Different mirrors, I argue Same reflection, they respond © Meisaan Chan

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You don’t have to keep anything

You don’t have to keep anything: Closed fists to open hands © Meisaan Chan

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Rooting it out

Somewhere along the vine is death, and I will root it out, says the Lord only if you let me © Meisaan Chan

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Loving paradox

God always pushes but never pushes: This, too, is fact © Meisaan Chan

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I crawl to the horizon looking for my God

I crawl to the horizon looking for my God unknowing that God is the horizon God is the sky God is my knees © Meisaan Chan

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Shape-shifting soul

Some people compress it Some let it expand; Some people accept it just as it is Some only after distorting every possible bit © Meisaan Chan

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