Tag Archives: dark

Why tremble in the dark?

Dark, dark is the night but why tremble? asks the Lord; Everywhere am I – when you accept this, you accept my power © Meisaan Chan

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Togetherness

The dark is thick so stick together don’t go through the night alone © Meisaan Chan   (Photo credit: Twisted Sifter)

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The eternal dive

Dive into me, says the Lord; Keep going: the light fades to dark Keep going: the dark fades to depths Keep going: the movement fades to silence Keep going: the familiar fades to foreignness Keep going Keep going Keep going … Continue reading

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Peering into the blackness

You strain so hard, peering into the blackness when your only task is to breathe, open-armed, clothed in wondrous dark © Meisaan Chan

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Dark is the night

  Dark is the night but your heart is a window lighting the world     © Meisaan Chan   (Photo credit: National Geographic)  

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O David, my singing brother

  O David, my singing brother aflame with canticles in the night fingers burning for the strings an unseen hand etching paeans of fire on your heart and you, barely breathing on your bed, wide-eyed, seeing everything even in the … Continue reading

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Who knew praise could be so dark

  Who knew praise could be so dark as the swirl of marbled storms or the gasp of faithful wound or the one blind finger stretching out to Thee       © Meisaan Chan

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