Far away in a house encompassed by roses
I am called the flame of the forest that
elevated the nature around me
like a restoring, a rejuvenating
flame like the Daffodils seen
by William Wordsworth
but it is different here
I saw them, the plants all
randomly planted by
Mother Nature
still standing straight
blazing up the
scenery like a
raging fire,
I couldnt help
but work hard
and hard till
I made it,
a medicine that
produce burning
sensation but can
cure old age problems
and help them to rejuvenate
I just glanced around to get the
ingredients for this herbal syrup that
rewrites the vast history of medicine thus it
rages on in my dreams that flutter around like a dove.