M. L. Kiser Poet Tanka

Natures Alchemy

You came to me with
Eyes of obsidian night
You beckoned me and
I followed you to the woods
And learned nature’s alchemy.

A plant for each of
Our organs to heal themselves
Many elixirs
Repose in her earthen womb
Steaming, boiling, releasing;

Magic steam rises
Infusion mixes the ores
Iron, copper, zinc
And minerals convert to
Heal and maintain the body.

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Caren Krutsinger January 28, 2019 at 11:07 PM I feel that some people are natural healers, and have the gift of knowing what to collect from the woods to make the elixirs that will heal. Nice one, goes right along with my feelings about this. M. L. Kiser January 30, 2019 at 4:43 AM Good, I am glad; thanks.

Andrea Dietrich January 26, 2019 at 8:43 PM This is deep and beautiful. Love the title you gave it. M. L. Kiser January 30, 2019 at 4:43 AM Thanks so much, I am glad.

Demetrios Trifiatis January 26, 2019 at 10:44 AM Deep truths expressing the only truth: Unity of all! Excellent dear, MLK! M. L. Kiser January 30, 2019 at 4:44 AM Thank you, Demetrios; I write what I see, hear, feel and dream.

Constance La France January 26, 2019 at 9:55 AM ML, great poem, there is a lot of healing powers in nature for those who take that path ~ M. L. Kiser January 30, 2019 at 4:45 AM I was raised on it; listened to the doctors for awhile, their medicines created problems so, I've gone back to it. Wish I'd never left. Thank so much.