Way back when, mid constellation Serpens
came around a round that sang a healing sound.
Ophi IS in the ecliptic and not cryptic to see
Turning yearning and begging to be. Counted.
Zeus to hear and dare you see a bolt he threw
in lightening speed indeed, passed through Me.
Fast and swift in the midnight shift of sky flew
and by my eYes I did cry... You!
Obliteration of the physician was the intent
Never meant for the genius of healing feelings
and the meaning to be sent in time. But...
A bolt of light won't stop this rhyme. Mounted
Over head in stars and bars that traveled far
Is a space in Time that's now the Start.
Knots ARE. Counted.
Inspiration: Knowledge Card, Ophiuchus
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