Panacea

Panacea, oh healer of all,

A remedy so pure, it answers every call,

The elixir of life, so potent and true,

A cure-all for everything, old and new.

From the depths of pain, to the heights of despair,

Panacea's healing touch, is always there,

It mends broken hearts, and soothes troubled minds,

A source of solace, that one always finds.

Oh, how it cures, and how it heals,

Panacea's power, it always reveals,

It mends the body, and it mends the soul,

A universal cure, that makes us whole.

It's in the warmth of the sun, and the cool of the breeze,

In the laughter of children, and the rustling of trees,

Panacea, the remedy that heals all,

A miracle cure, that answers every call.

So, let it heal you, let it make you whole,

Panacea's power, it will always console,

For it's the remedy, that cures all pain,

And brings you back, to life again.