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PILLS AND POTIONS

Alchemy of the soul

By MBPublished 3 years ago 2 min read
PILLS AND POTIONS
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In a world of pills and potions,

We seek cures for our emotions.

Aching hearts and troubled minds,

Seeking solace that's hard to find.

Pills, a promise in a tiny form,

Easing pain, both calm and warm.

They dance with chemicals, rearrange,

Attempting to bring back the estranged.

Potions, concoctions brewed with care,

Herbal remedies, secrets rare.

Nature's touch, a healing spell,

Unraveling ailments where they dwell.

Yet pills and potions, they can't erase,

The trials we face in life's embrace.

They offer glimpses, moments of peace,

But true healing lies in our release.

For within ourselves, the power lies,

To mend our souls, to reach the skies.

Pills and potions may lend a hand,

But it's our resilience that makes us grand.

So let us remember, as we part…

Potent potions, crafted with care,

Nature's secrets, healing to share.

Herbs and remedies, ancient and wise,

Unraveling ailments where they disguise.

Within these vials and capsules small,

Hope resides, awaiting our call.

With each swallow, a leap of faith,

To find relief from pain's cruel wraith.

But pills and potions, they hold no key,

To unlock the depths of our mystery.

They offer glimpses, fleeting release,

Yet true healing lies in inner peace.

For within ourselves, the power lies,

To mend our spirits, reach the skies.

In courage, strength, and resilience deep,

We find the treasures that make us leap.

So let us remember, as we partake,

In this delicate dance, for our soul's sake.

Pills and potions, aids on our quest,

But the strength within us shall be the best.

Embrace the whispers of self-care,

Seek the balance, find what's rare.

In meditation's quiet retreat,

Or the touch of a loved one's heartbeat.

Unearth the remedies held inside,

In laughter, love, and tears we confide.

Nurture the garden of our own being,

With self-compassion, we start seeing.

For while pills and potions may lend a hand,

True healing blossoms from within our land.

Unlock the potential, let it unfold,

As we embrace the journey, brave and bold.

So, in this world of pills and potions,

May we find healing in deep devotion.

In the harmony of mind, body, and soul,

We discover wholeness, our ultimate goal.

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About the Creator

MB

I'm a writer who loves crafting engaging content with a playful and witty touch. Whether it's science, business, poetry, or music, I dive into diverse topics, bringing them to life with captivating words.

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  • Test3 years ago

    I like rhymes. And all you’ve said. It’s true. Medicine has its place but it shouldn’t take the place of our souls natural ability to heal, to fix what we think is broken. I’m not so good at articulating how I feel about people’s work. I’ll do my though and read more when I can :)

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