Palaestra

"O Palaestra, maiden of strength and skill,

Daughter of Hermes, swift and clever,

Goddess of the sacred wrestling ring,

Hear my voice and heed my call.

You who taught mortals the art of wrestling,

In honor and respect I stand before you.

Grant me your audience, goddess of the palaestra,

And bless me with the wisdom of your eternal teachings.

In the warm embrace of your training grounds,

Among the grit and the sweat, there you are found.

May your divine touch guide my form,

In each contest, let me be reborn.

O Palaestra, let your spirit in my heart abide,

In each throw, in every slide.

Help me understand the rhythm of the fight,

Teach me when to yield, and when to show might.

May the lessons of your sacred art,

Not just strengthen my body, but also my heart.

Help me treat each opponent with honor and grace,

And in each defeat, find not a fall from grace, but a trace of your face.

Grant me the courage to face my every fear,

The strength to persevere, when victory is near.

And in defeat, grant me humility,

To learn, to grow, and find tranquility.

O Palaestra, through your eternal teachings, let me strive,

Not just to conquer, but to thrive.

In this sacred dance of strength and skill,

May I embody your teachings, and always will."