In a flash of light the darkness bows down,
all grandeur, all majesty, all mystery
bows down
© Meisaan Chan
(Photo credit: National Geographic)
In a flash of light the darkness bows down,
all grandeur, all majesty, all mystery
bows down
© Meisaan Chan
(Photo credit: National Geographic)
Wrap your heart in my heart, says the Lord
enshroud yourself with my shroud
velvet encasing warmth
© Meisaan Chan
May you be the jockey
and I the horse, my mouth free of the bit
where one flick of your thighs,
one murmur of your thoughts
sends us both flying
© Meisaan Chan
Your comfort zone is designed to be flexible:
it grows when stretched
and shrinks when left alone
© Meisaan Chan
“Let’s go on an adventure,” God says.
“To where? To do what?” I ask.
“My dear,” God says, “you just missed the point.”
© Meisaan Chan
You reserved a seat for me
and keep inviting me to be the honored guest
You did not reserve a seat for shame:
you did not reserve a seat for shame
© Meisaan Chan
Drowning in self-doubt
I cry out, frigid waters
splash: you jumping in
© Meisaan Chan
The snow falls gently upon hardship
in the strange way that softness comes
© Meisaan Chan

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Training your thoughts is a critical step
for a mind happening to wander my way
or a dialogue hit-or-miss
is the very first layer of the atmosphere
and I, the cosmos,
know just how deep we can’t go
if you do not train your thoughts
© Meisaan Chan