Spoon and Salt

Spoon And Salt Once there was a path that led here to this most perfect spot Measured by good intent I found my way again Laid out on this very table were the spoon and salt No great significance attributable to this matter Nor as much as might be found in an ordinary grain of sand No master plan, just a simple particle Explained in simple manner Comparing one to the other Salt being the lesser thing to think about The spoon was made of pewter and silver elements Passed down by many fingers through the ages The salt was made of salt, because it is salt, that is all There is no place on Earth I would rather be to be at peace Here in this most perfect spot in history In this moments tranquility At this very table with no person, place or thing Spoon and salt remain my favorites