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.