The exorcist
Our hosts were attentive, yet displayed fear
in their demeanour, noticed by our soul,
so emoting love, we let hearts draw near,
that thus invoking grace, they may feel whole.
They spoke of dark fate, caused by black magic,
of demons they needed to exorcise,
that future life by joyous, not tragic,
for which they asked for help from a priest wise.
Cajoling them to shift into silence,
we asked our hosts to be still and observe
vibrance of stillness sans thought violence,
reclaiming soul’s light with gusto and verve.
Affirming God’s light shines within each heart,
we smiled as we saw their demons depart.
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2024
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