Tag Archives: loneliness

Mutuality, again

How I missed you! I say to the Lord How I missed you! the Lord says to me © Meisaan Chan

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Those who have progressed, I

Those who have progressed choose not the path of independence but interdependence © Meisaan Chan

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Inner hostility

Inner hostility weeps for tenderness, wants to reach out and thinks it can’t © Meisaan Chan

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The end of aimlessness

When I, alone, drift through the cosmos, tether me to your heart; may I trust in the strength of its hold on me and watch as the tether pulls taught © Meisaan Chan  

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Winter world

O beauty of the Lord shine upon this winter world thaw our bones of loneliness massage stiff-jointed fear © Meisaan Chan

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Doing exactly as you please

Doing exactly as you please without being affected by others could be a sign of freedom or isolation © Meisaan Chan

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You might despair at the interminable path

You might despair at the interminable path but the stones have been laid by your spiritual ancestors knowing your feet would come © Meisaan Chan (Photo credit: National Geographic)

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Bone-dead dry

Bone-dead dry eyes weary, withered: where, O God, are you? © Meisaan Chan

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Going it alone

How many times we chop of our hands refusing help © Meisaan Chan

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Loneliness

The drop of rain can think itself so alone falling through the sky; this thought can be so strong it will never notice the tempest of a billion drops surrounding it © Meisaan Chan

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