Catch the flowing creak water pouring with energy
Fill your ***
Pile in the bays
The loose chamomile
Crumble in the dry autumn leaves
A dash of sage in the hands of three
One sprinkles rose pedals
Another a chunk of ginger
And a swirl of peppermint oil.
A whole apple
Fresh pine trimmings
Three pine cones
As it comes to a boil and the smoke pours
The smell will grace the space