I seek a healer:
A Muse with profound insights.
O may she restore
My sight, my hearing and speech!
O may she provide
Vibrant colours for my dreams!
O may she create
Spring flowers amidst harsh winter!
O may she rename
Subtle objects and notions
That I've conflated
With the habitual since,
My tired, old heart turned
Cold, and curiosity
Slowly waned! May she
Separate darkness from light.
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