LOST AND NOT FOUND

The sun shall find you when you hide,
whether you’re shade, grey or night.
All that is lost will still be found,
the earth is not a hiding place
So his spirit must find your mind

If you’re salt for water’s case,
then you’re seeds to heal the wound’s ground.
Only the light can hide from light
When it is lost, you cannot find.

In a riddle, what’s side by side?
What shall be hidden in plain sight?
What is still lost and not around?
Who has a body with no face?
Just a bitter sweet breath with tide

Ruddapoet