Author’s kitchen window with garlic and scapes
Last night a second
bulb of freshly dug garlic
was waiting for me
at the gate
strung up with rainbow thread.
Such a lovely gift
from my friend –
soul sister, a muse…
The first bulb I hung
by the door
to repel dark spirits.
The second I cleaned,
peeling off layers
until her skin turned translucent
under a waxing moon.
Healers known as “witches”
understood the
uncanny powers of this
herb and used it
routinely to create
a barrier between
“this and that.”
Garlic and old women
have much in common.
Their power comes
out of roots
grown deep in dark ground.
Both ripen with age.
Juicy, fat and aromatic,
newly dug garlic
has the sweetest of scents –
is delightfully pungent
to the discerning tongue.
Not to mention
that ingesting this root
flavors any dish,
creating “perfection” while
repelling all manner
of harmful bacteria
that live on inside an
unbalanced gut.
Outside or inside
The Spirit and Soul of
Garlic reigns as queen!
Curing fresh garlic
takes time
requires solitude
and a penchant for shadows..
much like old women
who have become
wise in the ways
of Nature who seek
forest or desert as home…
The Soul of the Garlic
works underground
protecting heaped up hearts
repelling invaders.
As Spirit She banishes
the unholy – neutralizing
dark forces by returning
arrows of harm
to those who sent them.
Both Soul and Spirit of Garlic
heal and protect
as one undivided Whole.
Thank you Sara for your Ode to Garlic !
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Ah, glad that you liked it! Tomorrow is your big day… thinking of you and Dave’s HAPPY BIRTHDAY.
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