Incantation

Wash your hands, my son
in the rivers that run
through the ruins of Sardis
and wash all of your person
in the last one, the one  
that empties into the Gediz…

remember your mother with praise
equally the daughters of your wife
special tribute pay to the last
for she is Life.

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