Ode to Cilantro

Immortal herb, chlorophyllic splendor!

Thou cheereth my salad with leaves sweetly tender.
Ecelctically charming, thy taste indiscriminate,

From Asian to Tex-Mex thy flavor is relevant.

Lo gently, lo slowly

My knife cuts thee wholly

‘Til shredded and pastelike

Thy sacrifice yields Pad Thai.

Thee smelleth, thee tasteth

Of joy photosynthesised;

Thou makest my día

And flavoreth my salsa.

Seasoning for all seasons, my heart yearns to see

Thy greenest of leaves go on sale at HEB!