Linda Studley

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Salted


Our lot in life
unlike Lot’s wife,
is to never look behind us
at what chases
as we hasten
to whatever fate resigns us.
 
The salt that makes
our pillar shapes
itself from tiny grains
of truths that lie
safe in our mind
protected from the rains.
 
The seasoning
of reason brings
knowledge of salt’s true measure
for wounds it stung
but on the tongue
salt gives to all things pleasure.

 

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  1. Love this one! The sounds are great.

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