Rosemary

Pretty little lilac coloured rosemary
In bloom
A certainty and sureness
Reliably in tune
With April’s attestation
And natures testimony
Clusters of persuasion
And infallibility.
A myriad of splendour
Unequivocally
Dancing in the early breeze
Its how it has to be
Little lilac ballerina’s
Uncontroversial from the start
Bursting with your bountiful
And beautiful true inner heart

Persuadable believing
Unwordly and naive
I am infatuated
By the fragrance
You achieve
The thumbs up that I give you
Your authentication phase
Your harmony your sanctioning
So worthy of my praise
Guard robe and Incensier
polar Plant, Sea Dew
Of Masculine gender
Planet the Sun
It’s true
The element of Fire
Protection, Love and Sleep
When burned it cleanses wildly
All negativity
Prior to performing magic
From antiquity

Placed beneath one’s pillow
Ensures pure peaceful sleep
Placed under the bed protects
Against all harm
Thus we can reap
Safety and a guarantee
Of peace the whole night through
Hung on the porch keep thieves at bay
A herb thats good and true
Wearing a small chaplet
AIDS our memory
The smell preserves
Our youthfulness
In bath water too
It’s curative vibrations
Make for love rung true
And promotes a healing
Which all from the wildness of the land
Rapidly revealing
Helping us to understand.
Wash ones hands with water
In which Rosemary was infused
Before you carry Out healing work
And when it is bruised
and burned
It answers questions
On charcoal you will find
It transfers innate wisdom
To the questioning mind
Elves are so attracted
By It’s aromatic powers
Dispels depression and lightens
The emotions and the hours
Of grief and melancholy
Dissipate and fly
It can substitute for Frankincense
And therein its power does lie