Category Archives: Essential Oil Poem

Rooted Together

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Cedarwood, oil of bonds so true,
It helps us join, connect, renew.
For those who feel alone, apart,
It weaves new roots within the heart.

When loneliness has closed the door,
And hearts feel distant, cold, or sore,
Cedarwood whispers, “You belong,
Within the human family strong.”

It calms the mind, slows anxious pace,
And wraps the soul in steady grace.
Its grounding touch brings peace so deep,
Restoring rest and gentle sleep.

It clears the chest, relieves the air,
Releasing burdens hidden there.
Its breath of wood, both pure, refined,
Brings cleansing comfort to the mind.

It builds through love a bond so true,
A gentle strength that carries through.
It heals the pain of being alone,
And makes the heart a brighter home.

So let its strength forever stay,
A guiding root along the way.
For calm, connection, courage too,
Cedarwood’s gift will see us through.

Bark of Bravery

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Cassia is oil of self-assurance,
Its scarlet bark warms the soul.
It stirs gladness, courage, and cheer,
Helping the timid become whole.

It comforts the heart when it falters,
Whispers, “Stand tall, do not hide.”
Through laughter it brightens the spirit,
Releasing the fears kept inside.

No longer embarrassed or shrinking,
Nor haunted by judgment’s sting.
The shy and insecure are lifted,
Their voices are taught to sing.

When feeling humiliated, worthless,
Or weighed by shadows of doubt,
Cassia lights flames of boldness,
And turns hesitation about.

Its fragrance calls forth new horizons,
A path where the brave dare to tread.
Cassia inspires the journey of living,
Awakening hope where fear once spread.

With courage restored to the spirit,
And gladness set joyfully free,
We stand in the strength of cassia—
Wrapped in its gift, the true Bark of Bravery.

Whispers of Cardamom

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From tropic soil where spices grow,
Cardamom seeds in warm winds flow.
Distilled with care, their oils release,
A fragrant gift of calm and peace.

Called “Queen of Spices” long ago,
From India’s hills to Guatemala’s glow.
A sweet and spicy breath it brings,
A treasure prized by queens and kings.

It soothes the stomach, lightens care,
A gentle aid for troubles there.
In kitchens, hearts, and homes it stays,
A friend through nights and brighter days.

Diffused, its scent uplifts the mind,
Clarity and focus you will find.
For study hours or quiet prayer,
Its grounding touch is always there.

When seasons shift and breath feels tight,
Cardamom lends a steady light.
Its vapors clear, the chest feels free,
A comfort shared through history.

Egypt’s halls and India’s tea,
Whispers of cardamom still roam free.
A spice, a song, a timeless balm,
Forever fragrant, warm, and calm.

The Indigo Bloom

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From fields of Morocco, bright blossoms grow,
A yellow flower with a cobalt glow.
Its oil turns blue when distilled with care,
A calming gift, both precious and rare.

Rich in chamazulene, soothing the skin,
It cools irritation from deep within.
Used in blends for its gentle repair,
It eases redness with tender care.

Inhale the scent, a fruity delight,
With herbal tones both calming and light.
It comforts the mind, releasing the stress,
A tranquil embrace, restoring rest.

Blue Tansy uplifts, yet steadies the soul,
Balancing moods, it helps make us whole.
A single drop in a diffuser’s stream,
Turns troubled thoughts to a softer dream.

Blended with oils like lavender’s grace,
Or frankincense lending its grounding base,
It magnifies power in synergy’s way,
Strengthening blends both night and day.

From ancient soils to bottles we hold,
Its story is timeless, quietly bold.
Blue Tansy whispers in vibrant hue,
A healing treasure, forever true.

Bloom of Blue Lotus

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The Blue Lotus blooms on waters wide,
A sacred flower once Egypt’s pride.
They laid it on kings, in tombs of gold,
A symbol of life, as stories told.

Its blossoms are rare, the harvest brief,
Gathered at dawn with care and belief.
Solvent-extracted, the fragrance stays,
A floral delight with honeyed rays.

Soft notes of fruit and green combine,
A calming perfume, both sweet and fine.
A drop on the skin or wrists will show,
How peace within the spirit can grow.

Squalene within helps skin to retain,
Moisture and balance, easing the strain.
Benzyl alcohol brings scalp relief,
Supporting hair with gentle belief.

From Southeast ponds, the blossoms rise,
Picked by hand as the sun paints skies.
Harvesters work with skill and grace,
To keep each bloom in its purest place.

Rare in supply, yet treasured so true,
Blue Lotus oil is a gift to renew.
A jewel of calm, both ancient and near,
It whispers of peace for those who hear.