Be more nettle

As I cup my nettle tea to my nose this morning,

she whispers in the verdant vapour a tender warning:

“Let your sting be swift, your healing kind,

Hold your ground, and free your mind.”

A balance of armour, tender grace,

an earthy example to own your space.

touch without care and she will sting,

approach with respect to invite wisdom in.

Rich with iron, she f…