A Seldom Desired Spice

A seldom desired spice Upon a dusty, remote shelf, lies in wait a spice to season the meals of your days, your nights It seems deprivation is the preferred taste your palate lives its hours, while this spice hovers over its dreams and your time – lost ! Spice is the light, is the life in ones journey. Each meal should be sprinkled bountifully with the essence of this self-imprisoned spice Who !. - with wild abandon – wants to lay upon your days, your nights, your hours, with his rainbow coloured flakes, essences, to relieve, to brighten, to add flavours to your meals – that your palate may not - ever – have tasted or has long forgotten. Spice is the light, is the life in ones journey. Not one moment should be denied, be lost to eternity. B. J. “A” 2 September 23rd 2006