18/08/2024
✅✅✅ The Story Of Lemon Myrtle
In the Dawn, when the land was soft and the rivers sang, there lived a spirit named Lemon Myrtle. She was not like the other spirits, who soared as eagles or burrowed as wombats. Lemon Myrtle was of the earth, her roots entwined with the very soil, her leaves whispering the secrets of the sun.
Lemon Myrtle's fragrance was a symphony of the bush. It held the sharpness of sunlight dappling through leaves, the sweetness of nectar drunk by bees, the tang of rain on ancient rocks. When she danced in the breeze, her scent filled the air, a balm for the weary, a joy for the young.
The people of the land loved Lemon Myrtle. They sought her out for her wisdom, her healing touch. When a child was feverish, Lemon Myrtle's leaves, steeped in water, cooled their brow. When a hunter was lost, her scent guided them home. When a heart was heavy, her fragrance lifted their spirits.
One day, a great drought came upon the land. The rivers dwindled to trickles, the earth cracked open, and the animals grew thin and weak. Lemon Myrtle felt the pain of the land deep in her roots. She knew she had to do something.
Gathering her strength, Lemon Myrtle called upon the spirits of the rain. She danced with the wind, her leaves rustling the prayers of the people. She sang with the birds, her voice echoing through the bush. And as the sun dipped below the horizon, the first drops of rain began to fall.
The rain came down in torrents, washing away the dust and filling the rivers. The land awoke, the animals rejoiced, and the people danced in gratitude. Lemon Myrtle had saved them from the drought, and her legend grew.
From that day on, Lemon Myrtle was revered as the spirit of healing, the protector of the land. Her fragrance became a symbol of resilience, a reminder how we are all connected. And when the people brewed her leaves into tea,they felt her warmth and love, a legacy of the Dawn, a gift for generations to come.
Have a lovely weekend everyone
Lee Doherty
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Story: Lee Doherty