Mantra of Bhaisajyaguru

 Words arise, a sacred chant,      
Calling from the distant void.      
They capture me,      
Urge me to sit, to still my breath.      
     
The power of Sanskrit      
Resonates,      
Reaching deep into my soul—      
The mantra of Bhaisajyaguru.      
     
Again, the chant returns,      
A whisper from the unseen realm,      
Urging me to sit, to still my breath.      
     
Even my bones, even my soul—      
Renewed, restored.      
Cells awaken,      
Spirit transforms.      
     
Purified in light,      
Strengthened in will,      
My being reshaped,      
Refined, reborn anew.