We sat there on a lazy Sunday

Basking in the warm California sunshine

On the crowded patio of the cafe

Sharing a bottle of crisp cold wine

Discussing if the modern world was at fault

When brunch arrived from inside her purse

She produced a small tin of Maldon salt

Which she offered up

And as she scattered the flakes

Across the glistening surfaces

I watched her hands

Like she was performing a sacred ritual

I thought ‘She knows some secret truth about life’

And I leaned forward

My attention fully caught

– Spiritwolf

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