Poem of Sea Salt

Poem of Sea Salt

Salt proves with repeated crushing:It has a bitter heart

Salt on the wound

is to make people remember not to forget the pain after the wound is healed

Sin, which comes from putting deep sea water

Spread in a shallow pool of mud

exposed to the sun and the long wind of the wilderness

Salt, layers of white wrapped tightly, pushing and rolling

In the unseen, shining full of angles

and the increasingly white pulp

It is only with the earthy base that the original taste of dust is crystallized

When the sky weeps, the salt also cries

Returning the tears to the sea. But

The world seems to be missing a kind of confession

A doctor stands on the salt code and says: low salt