salt | a poem in my pocket

Quote taken from Matthew 5:13. A quadrille linked to dVerse Poets.

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Jesus said to his followers…

his words should pique our imagination

“You are the salt of the earth.”

necessary for culture’s preservation

“But if salt loses its savor…”

to enhance flavor without reservation

Can it be salty again?

without salt, rot is final destination.

climbing up steep

bare hillside from

the verdant jordan

river valley below,

two young disciples

find a stark white,

solitary statue atop

hill’s rocky terrain;

life-sized figure of

robed, middle-age

woman forever

paused mid-stride,

glancing regretfully

over her shoulder

pilgrims, startled by chance find,

circle her with low murmurs

“this is simply amazing, who knew?”

“such realistic details, sculpted by a master!”

“must be ancient yet so well-preserved”

one hiker touches lone pillar’s arm

and inspects grains rubbed off

“hmmm, smells like sulphur and tastes like salt”

companion blanches at sudden realization,

a discovery of biblical proportions.

a poem in my pocket