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Category Archives: Spiritual poetry
A man once spoke to the earth
A man once spoke to the earth to the sky and moon and stars Birds perched in his hand, they said; he knew the language of fish found Jesus in rocks and worms and for this we made him … Continue reading
The landscape forms the mind, if we let it
The landscape forms the mind, if we let it: if we enter into the ever-changing waters luminous, holy mountains jut-out daring cliffs or the shyness of a grain of sand © Meisaan Chan
Posted in Poetry, Spiritual poetry
Tagged cliff, earth, grain, landscape, sand, water
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How close you come to me
How close you come to me, like the whisper of a bird’s wings caressing my face, flitting, then gone with only my tingling soul serving as remembrance © Meisaan Chan
Spirit cleansing
She washes over the earth swabbing wounds soothing fevers making broken hearts whole; it’s a soft washing, a bathing of the sick and all the while she hums, rinsing her cloth again and again and again © … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, Spiritual poetry
Tagged broken hearts, cloth, fever, rinse, spirit, wash
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I have a right to be heard, shouts the soul
I have a right to be heard, shouts the soul – those were its words when I finally unlocked the door © Meisaan Chan
You resent the obstacle
You resent the obstacle but through it I am showing you the way © Meisaan Chan
Let me be for you a glowing canopy of leaves
Let me be for you a glowing canopy of leaves translucent © Meisaan Chan
Who knew praise could be so dark
Who knew praise could be so dark as the swirl of marbled storms or the gasp of faithful wound or the one blind finger stretching out to Thee © Meisaan Chan
You look at me with sad eyes.
You look at me with sad eyes. “I’m not bleeding,” I say. “You’re not looking,” you say. © Meisaan Chan
Curving toward the center 