Secret of Soma

There is a place on our planetThat is marked forever with a dragon’s sealThe winged serpent may have departedIts hidden lair it didn’t reveal

In the furthest corner, in its deepest recessThere lies a secret that I want to accessIt is an enigma, inside a riddle, covered by mystery so wellThat thousands of years had already passed, before a shaman broke thespell

When ink was still wet on Rig-Vedas’ pagesThe Gods had known that secret for agesIt was called Soma and the book number nineWould give you the recipe of this drink divine

You take the ingredients and thoroughly smashThen filter the juice through a very fine meshWhen stainless steel mesh is hard to findA shaved ram’s skin will do just fine

That drink alone had the magical powerTo keep the Gods at the same young ageHow would you like to become great-grandfatherAnd still behave like you’re in teenage

For a piece of a Golden Fleece,Argonauts looked in vainIt was not the “gold” that they wanted,but the residue that it contained

Gilgamesh knew the legend too,but he lost his best friend EnkiduThen snake interfered and stole the plant,which was the main Soma’s ingredient

In fairy tales a witch tells the hero, where the hidden secret liesGo nobody knows where, pay its still unknown priceThe suitor then, is spun thrice, in the direction anti-clockwiseHe leaves shaking and swearing, never to follow that stupid advice

I am not a witch and I was not on a questWhen I met a dragon, I invited him as a guestI wined him and dined him, we parted as friendsAnd he told me the secret of Soma’s ingredients!