Sow the Salt

The lost and found are scattered On this ground By and by We ossify From the middle You can't see the bounds It's the sky The growth has clothed Let us rest our bones Buried all And sowed the salt Now it's clear Where all things go From here It's the sod The road is long Those days seem far Another life And yet What's back there It's all right here Lost in time Round and around this race The pull of this place We fly - and salt this town dry