Erynn Rowan Laurie
I sing of the Healer
Child of Coronis
Lord of the Serpents
Bright Ophiuchus
Muses make music
Songs for my singing
Freeing my tongue
In Asklepios’ name
Pour out your blessings
Brew precious philters
Bright blood of Gorgon
Saving from death
Darken your temple O bringer of dreams
Snuff out our candles
Visit our sleep mats
Breathe in our incense
Dance in the chambers of our hearts
Health is in your body
Life is in your fingers
Breath is in your passing
Even the hem of your robe is healing
You emanate serpents
Rough and reptilian
Glycon you fathered
And serpents of wisdom
The art of elixirs you give
Praise to the dreamer
And bringer of visions
Measure of wholeness
The fruit of your lips
Each word you utter
A great incantation
Holy physician
My song is for you
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