The lore of healing plants
Survived the ducking stool
And all the heated rants
Of each “enlightened” fool.
It went to live in you
And made its home in me;
And nothing we can do
Can stop its breaking free.
For nothing’s ever lost –
No knowledge, child or cause;
It gets its signals crossed
And takes a little pause
But shines with holy light
Through both the day and night.
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