I want to spend some time with God
the particle yearning for the source
I want to spend some time with God
naked, hands behind head, feet on coffee table
home
I want to spend some time with God
subsumed
© Meisaan Chan
I want to spend some time with God
the particle yearning for the source
I want to spend some time with God
naked, hands behind head, feet on coffee table
home
I want to spend some time with God
subsumed
© Meisaan Chan
If they treat you one way, you rejoice
if they treat you another way, you explode –
Find your rock! Find your rock!
Why think your worth is so unstable?
© Meisaan Chan
When you dissolve in me you retain your identity –
that is, you become none other than fully yourself;
dissolving any place elsewhere simply means you disappear
© Meisaan Chan
Well-behaved children do not just happen:
if they sit still in chairs
and say please and thank you
and ask permission –
that reflects years of training
in all the little moments:
for the most important moments
are the daily, little moments
© Meisaan Chan
You might not know you’re
standing at the precipice
if you’re focusing elsewhere
© Meisaan Chan
(Photo credit: National Geographic)
“Keep digging,” God says.
I, deep in the hole, shovel again.
“What are we looking for?” I ask, angrily this time.
“Your heart,” God says.
© Meisaan Chan
Keep digging, God says
until you hit bedrock
then, exchange your tools
© Meisaan Chan
The path just took a strange turn
yet the path does not end with strangeness;
into the darkness it goes
© Meisaan Chan
(Photo credit: Twisted Sifter)
Wading through stars, knee-deep
alpine air sinks into me
above, more stars watch
© Meisaan Chan
(Photo credit: National Geographic)