I think about you all the thyme in this day's sage, my thoughts flutter over to your side to keep you calm, as lemon balm my dearest wish: my arms to be a bay, a leaf of bay your green and tender soul's nurture and refuge shelter your smile in soothing chamomile and lavender - so fragrant dreams you'll have of fields of creamy purple far as the eye meets all swaying, straying petals. your pillow let me lay with rosemary your fingers let me wring in fennel and may your lofty heart seldom be blue as a berry of juniper and hardly ever pine. -Sophia Koutsouri