Tag Archives: union

The prayer of the pipe

My power is in my emptiness My humility is in my emptiness May I empty onto empty, O Lord © Meisaan Chan

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Soft, tender rain

Soft, tender rain stroking the earth unafraid caress © Meisaan Chan

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I have this fever for you

I have this fever for you burning me, demanding, relentless and aching come, O Lord, come © Meisaan Chan

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Surrender and praise: The oneness

True praise will surrender True surrender will praise © Meisaan Chan

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A note from the one who defends

It is not your job to worry about the battle; it is your job to stay close © Meisaan Chan

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Maple syrup

Sweetness, fresh from the tree tasting like freedom and dawn and leaves: all the ways you show all the ways that you are: the small, shy drops © Meisaan Chan

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When I’m restless

When I’m restless, remind me to come to you; there is no real place to go after that © Meisaan Chan

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My neighbors’ shouting woke me up last night

My neighbors’ shouting woke me up last night and so, awake, I stumbled to the bathroom, and upon my return, I was struck by the frame of moonlight-drenched carpet – my window, achingly luminous and through it, there she was, … Continue reading

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Divisions

Even the deepest divisions in our hearts are encompassed by eternity so while the divisions are exceptionally real the divisions are exceptionally not real © Meisaan Chan

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A note to the pocked heart

Compassion fills whatever holes resentment makes © Meisaan Chan

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