Kuan Yin’s Prayer

Kuan Yin’s Prayer

 

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.