Ah Panax, there you are
many friends are yin and tender
not so you, gnarly man-root,
and you are not for everyone, neither.
An Eagle constitution, hot & dry and still in flight
might lie awake with you all night
but let their wings fold, or that they grow old
then they may well sit beside your fire.
Or a Tiger, hot & damp, scenting different prey
could cross their own shadow on you all day,
but if its love they seek, yet their flesh is weak
well, you draw in the Earth, Emperor tonic
For a Bear, cool & damp, winter'd long
you hold the secret of summer's song
warmth, hope, endurance, strength
the rain and the tides and the time well spent
Elephant, cool & dry, butterfly within,
who better to feel your slow crooked grin?
just let them touch you and, oh my, sparks fly
gently, gently, let that dance begin
For you don't give up, your brooding sun
to them when trouble knocks just run
you're for the one who stays and faces
who stands the way long-life embraces
Tincture, powder, tea you down
to the wet-dark kidney-adrenal
set your fire there and blow, Panax blow
some of us beings want it long and slow!
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