The doctor treats, divides the mixture,
What to take,
How often
And when,
So that in good time
Not to fall
Under the surgeon’s scalpel,
To avoid disaster pharmaceutically.

Health invariably
Concerns him —
He brings
Into accord
Yin and Yang,
He studies constantly,
Experiments,
While the sick depart
To other knowledge.

In the needs of harmony
Without pills and agony
Let even in mortals resurrect
The dark and the light,
Cold, warmth,
The feminine and the masculine,
The earthly and the heavenly,
So they abandon sin, the rotten and the dishonest,
So that medics would have less work.