The Healers Herb

Solemnly Lavender stretches

Gentle arms into the glow of evening sun.

Scented harmonies float 

In summer palms, warmed as one

Bees dance entranced 

In nectar’ed melodies

A blackbird’s song brightens 

The shadow of the trees

In the distance Harvest waits

For Lavender to succumb

Beneath the reapers quiet blade

and Healers gentle thumb