You are not lost
you are in the womb
© Meisaan Chan
You are not lost
you are in the womb
© Meisaan Chan
You carry so much, God says
gently removing my hands from my burden
but I am the god of carrying
© Meisaan Chan
You can follow the path of your successes
but then that is not my path
© Meisaan Chan
I ask why I’m here,
despondent, seeking answers:
dark labyrinth, wandering
© Meisaan Chan
Fr. J. Michael Sparough, SJ, of Bellarmine Jesuit Retreat House recorded a Lenten homily reflection for today and wove one of my recent poems into it. He speaks of preparing for a great feast – Easter – and the ways we can continue the inner preparation of our spirits. You can listen to his sermon below.
He uses the following poem:
It is not silence for the sake of silence
or space for the sake of space
but silence so you can hear the divine alleluia
and space so you can hold more of it, eternal womb
© Meisaan Chan
I am honored at how the poetry continues to be of service. Happy listening:
A resilient mind
does not break under perceived dangers
and does not worship real ones
© Meisaan Chan
There’s a lot of not-food out there
and so much hunger
© Meisaan Chan
It was the strangest thing.
The candle was only half gone
yet the wick burned down to the bottom,
the flame burrowing a narrow hole down, down
until it hit its premature end.
Some people might call the candle defective
burning out before its time
but perhaps it forgot to pace itself
or believed that getting to the end was the only goal.
© Meisaan Chan
I do not want your money
or your reverence
or you prayers:
I want your worries
and your power
and your control –
Pour yourself out!
Dance through the eye of a needle!
© Meisaan Chan
Start with your current thought.
It does not have to stay but it will try to return
so be vigilant: accept only friends
© Meisaan Chan