Names

Posted on May 30, 2014 by Meisaan Chan
 
“What can I call you?” I ask.
“Call me whatever you like,” she says.
“Can I call you Eye of the Universe?” I ask.
She smiles. “Sure.”
“Can I call you Great Spirit?” I ask.
She grins. “Why not?”
“Can I call you Higher Power?”
She spreads her arms open. “Go ahead.”
“What about George?” I ask.
She laughs. “My dear, my name will not change who I am.”
 
 
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Do not worry about what they say

Posted on May 29, 2014 by Meisaan Chan
 
Do not worry about what they say
for I am the sea current
hidden and powerful and deep
readying to sweep you away;
they are a shallow pond
easily heated, easily cooled
and they can take you nowhere
 
 
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Accommodations

Posted on May 28, 2014 by Meisaan Chan
 
I say, “I don’t trust you,”
and God says, “No problem.”
I say, “I will not call you by any name,”
and God says, “Fine by me.”
I say, “I will not contort myself or deny myself
or lie to myself to be with you,”
and God says, “Wonderful.”
I say, “But I guess I’ll travel with you,”
and God smiles and says, “Let’s go.”
 
 
 
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Carve me out, O Lord

Posted on May 27, 2014 by Meisaan Chan
 
Carve me out, O Lord
whittle away what does not belong
until I am nothing
but a curved dome of sky
 
 
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A man once spoke to the earth

Posted on May 23, 2014 by Meisaan Chan
 
A man once spoke to the earth
to the sky and moon and stars
Birds perched in his hand, they said;
he knew the language of fish
found Jesus in rocks and worms
and for this we made him a saint.
 
Entire peoples once spoke to the earth
to the sky and moon and stars
they danced to their rhythms
and pounded the dirt with the soles of their dreams
the earth was their grandmother, they said,
blood of their blood;
the stars were their cousins
waiting them home
and for this we slaughtered and stole and enslaved
forced them into our desks and their
tongues to our tongues
to teach them about our saints.
 
 
 
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The landscape forms the mind, if we let it

Posted on May 22, 2014 by Meisaan Chan
 
The landscape forms the mind, if we let it:
if we enter into the ever-changing waters
luminous, holy mountains
jut-out daring cliffs
or the shyness of a grain of sand
 
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How close you come to me

Posted on May 21, 2014 by Meisaan Chan
 
How close you come to me,
like the whisper of a bird’s wings caressing my face,
flitting, then gone
with only my tingling soul
serving as remembrance
 
 
 
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Spirit cleansing

Posted on May 20, 2014 by Meisaan Chan
 
She washes over the earth
swabbing wounds
soothing fevers
making broken hearts whole;
it’s a soft washing, a bathing of the sick
and all the while she hums,
rinsing her cloth
again and again and again
 
 
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What am I but a barnacle clinging

Posted on May 20, 2014 by Meisaan Chan
 
What am I but a barnacle
clinging to the hull of the great ship
as it steers across eternal seas
 
 
 
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I have a right to be heard, shouts the soul

Posted on May 19, 2014 by Meisaan Chan
 
I have a right to be heard, shouts the soul –
those were its words when I finally 
unlocked the door
 
 
 
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