Sugar and Salt

These things that are small and few and golden,

I will hold them on my lips like sugar

– savoring them for their sweetness

Until they dissolve and new crystals are left there.

And when salt is given instead,

Stinging bitterly that sensitive organ,

I will recall those moments

– small, few, golden –

And take the salt for its flavor,

In order that the sweetness to come (whatever might bring it)

May be all the more precious.

And when the two mingle,

I will taste them both and lift my voice for both their blessings.

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