Think of me...
Not
As a splinter of wood stuck deep in your flesh,
No...not a thorn,
In your life, never a disruption...
Think of me as something extraordinary, like,
A special kind of food,
A beautiful, brilliant light,
A helping hand, an INSPIRATION...
Never mind if the reverse happens...
You can
Think of me, as, SALT...
That washes away the bitterness in your tongue
That enhances the flavor of your every taste
That clears the gray clouds in your worry-filled sky
To make the sun shine during the dullest hours in your days...
When you're weary,
When moments have become so dreary,
Pulled lower still by melancholy...
I boost your mind, your spirit, to wonder once more,
I fill you with jumping beans, so you'd dance on the floor...
I make your droopy eyes stare back, alive with wonder
I resurrect the excitement, the spark in your sagging spirit...
I bring MAGIC...
Think of me as, SALT...
I preserve your life,
I enrich your wit, your wisdom,
I brighten your days, I heal your pain, your woes...
I am just within your reach...
Others say, I melt,
I disappear...
In truth, most ignore my presence
Yet, I am always there, always around,
Just neglected...
Taken for granted...
But, when thought of, nurtured again, and cared for,
I take shape in your mind, I solidify,
Once again, I become Hard as Rock...
I could be permanent,
Stay with you,
If you'd only let me...
ThInk of me....
Sally
Copyright 2014
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
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