Sometimes I grow fat with love
sometimes the times are lean:
free me from all this and connect me to that umbilical cord
which bypasses famine, drought, delight
© Meisaan Chan
Sometimes I grow fat with love
sometimes the times are lean:
free me from all this and connect me to that umbilical cord
which bypasses famine, drought, delight
© Meisaan Chan
O Camino God, my journeyer:
help me remember the pathway out of my ruts
so I do not wander in ruts
but journey home to you
© Meisaan Chan
To ask for and accept help
is to walk through the eye of a needle,
which cannot be done without help
© Meisaan Chan
If all is submitted before the altar of the Lord
then there is nothing else to carry
© Meisaan Chan
Warm water at your ankles
the human talks gently, softly
as the sun rises, all is bathed again
© Meisaan Chan
(Photo credit: National Geographic)
All the ways you love me!
All the ways I run away!
All the ways you love me!
© Meisaan Chan
This leg of the journey cannot continue
until you say yes
© Meisaan Chan
Rigidity and fragility
go hand in hand
© Meisaan Chan
My soul can spike with fury
and only you can soothe:
going anywhere else
is but anywhere else
© Meisaan Chan
Those who don’t listen, wander
Those who do listen, journey
© Meisaan Chan