Spontaneous Healing Poem by Ray Lucero

Imagine…

No more HMO’s,
No more hospitals,
No more clinics,
No more mental asylums,
No more demigod-doctors,
No more pharmaceuticals,
No more surgery,
No more health insurance,
No more medical profiteers

How can this be so?

Nears the age of personal healing,
When some awaken to “A Great Secret”
The ability to transmute matter and energy
When human beings claim personal power,
When remembered an inborn ability to heal,
When “Laying on of hands” banishes,
Sickness, of mind, body and soul

Mankind shall then cry out;
“Father/Mother God it is finished”

Mankind made whole by The Grace of God,
Mankind bathed in Eternal Light,
Mankind readied for Ascension!

ROTMS