Sage.

"A shadow of fuzzy moss clouds my eyes
Sacred sage water seeps without control
The spot right under my breast aches
You place your hand upon this vessel
to soothe the unsettled spirit inside
Across this table of natures tree
You breathe
Your branches give my weak frame a place to melt into
This rigid chair offers hope
To sit straight and tall
With dignity."
-- snippet taken from "Chili Paste"