Valerian is a plant that’s been around for a long time, that dates back to ancient Greece and Rome. It grows wild in Europe and Asia. Back in the day, a famous doctor named Hippocrates even wrote about how people used Valerian. Today, people like to use Valerian essential oil to make a calming and peaceful feeling for sleep. You can put it on your skin (like on your feet) or breathe it in the air.
From Himalayan heights, a treasure so rare, Spikenard, the nard, with a fragrance to share. Not honeysuckle’s kin, though its name may mislead, In valerian’s family, a secret it seeds.
Roots like hairy spikes, a hidden delight, Crushed and distilled, an essence takes flight. Amber and earthy, a musky embrace, In temples of old, a sacred space.
Legends whisper of Mary’s anointing deed, A precious perfume, a love-filled seed. Cleopatra’s baths, it surely did grace, A symbol of wealth, a queen’s treasured embrace.
Modern science, a cautious decree, Anti-inflammatory whispers, a glimpse you can see. Calming and soothing, for nerves frayed and sore, A promise of comfort, what could we ask for?
So next time you see it, this essence so grand, Remember its journey, from mountain to hand. A gift from the earth, a history untold, Spikenard’s rich fragrance, more precious than gold.