To Hygeia

I call to Hygeia, daughter of wisdom-loving

Asklepios whose shining temples you share,

ever-watchful sister of dear Panakeia

who knows all remedies. Bright-eyed Hygeia,

foe of the Nosoi who lurk in the unclean corners,

rich-robed goddess, mild and gentle one whose soft touch

and soothing voice give ease to the suffering.

In Athens and in Corinth were you well honored;

in fair Sikyonia did you receive long locks

of the hair of women, did you receive the gifts

of the grateful. Hygeia, holder of the serpent

and the chalice, friend of the honest physician,

granter of the most precious of blessings, who gifts

us with a hale and robust form, with vigor

and vitality, blessed one, I call to you.

Reviews

[Marina]

i am inspired by your dedication in each and every poem. this one in specific captures the essence of the subject as well as the speaker in a mysterious but gentle manner. thank you for sharing :)