Even clouds are busy
rushing by, nothing takes time
for stillness
© Meisaan Chan
Even clouds are busy
rushing by, nothing takes time
for stillness
© Meisaan Chan
Why spend so much energy protecting your life?
For living is not the most important thing
© Meisaan Chan
Who we expect God to be
and where we expect God to show up –
it all places limits on our vision
© Meisaan Chan
Rigid definitions
build a brittle house
© Meisaan Chan
If they drape you in robes
it means nothing;
if they nail you to a cross
it means nothing;
your value does not fluctuate –
it is a granite rock
© Meisaan Chan
Heavy snow gathers
tree limbs sink down, then bounce back
snow explodes, tumbles
© Meisaan Chan
Silence peels back the layers
so you can hear your voice
some shudder at this, some rejoice
© Meisaan Chan
“It wasn’t,” God says, tending to my wounds,
“but now it is.”
© Meisaan Chan
when you try to fill the emptiness
with something besides me
© Meisaan Chan