Poetry from a Time Forgotten : An Ode to Myrrh

Wednesday, April 30, 2008

An Ode to Myrrh

Oh simple girl, young, Greek Myrrha, thou who would not bow down and worship Aphrodite. The goddess threatened your death, other gods took pity, turned you into a Myrrh tree. Your tear-shaped drops and your gum resin have long held power to heal and sooth the mind and body. What was meant by... Sign in to see full entry.

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