Kuan Yin's Prayer for the Abuser
To those who withhold refuge,
I cradle you in safety at the core of my Being.
To those that cause a child to cry out,
I grant you the freedom to express
your own choked agony.
To those that inflict terror,
I remind you that
you shine with the purity of a thousand suns.
To those who would confine,
suppress, or deny,
I offer the limitless expanse of the sky.
To those
who need to cut, slash, or burn,
I remind you of the invincibility of Spring.
To those who cling and grasp,
I promise more abundance than you could
ever hold onto.
To those who vent their rage on small children,
I return
to you your deepest innocence.
To those who must frighten into submission,
I hold you in the bosom of your original mother.
To those who cause
agony to others,
I give the gift of free flowing tears.
To those that
deny another's right to be,
I remind you that the angels sang in celebration
of you on the day of your
birth.
To those who see only division and
separateness,
I remind you that a part is born only by bisecting a whole.
For those who have forgotten the tender mercy of a mother's embrace,
I send a gentle breeze to caress your brow.
To those who still feel somehow
incomplete,
I offer the perfect sanctity of this very moment.