Healing Prayer

I see you, watching just beyond the shadow of my life,
holding anger like a shield. I feel your flickering doubt
despite the armor of pretense hidden in your charge.
It isn’t enough though, is it, to tame the flame of fear
and cause you strength that might draw you near to me?
I will hold no blame for words of destruction that
flitter your ear and cause such gnawing suspicion
to erode like rust the fortitude of our mettle.
I know all to well the power of words to create,
and to destroy. Those black magics need not be true
in order for them to change the illusions of life, and
no amount of religiosity can paint a halo where
horns be. If anyone has ears to hear, let them hear.
I have bound all my judgments to heavy stones
and have cast them far off from myself.
There is no bitterness that serves me, nor is
there one moment of my life hastily given over
to anything other than what delights me.
I have caused a healing to well up like a spring
of living water, and all who come will find the
rejoicing powers of Life therein. I will pour
out my blessing and anyone who partakes will
awaken to their own sovereignty, and know the
truth of divinity. That they too are as I Am.