Mere Assurance

Demons quietly folding up their tents with newfound humility
Creeping off into the dark with their belongings tucked under their arms
Is it wishful thinking or divine truth dusted off for me to see anew?
Rancourous winds dying down where even recently the storm swirled
Presently succumbing to the steady breeze of assurance

“He told people that their sins were forgiven,
and never waited to consult all the other people
whom their sins had undoubtedly injured.”

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