A Long Music
There are years in this hour,
a life savoured for the eating.
Rain is never spoilt by a shower,
nor winter ruined by a blossom.
This vine of life, this twisted light,
is every mother’s long borne day.
The dark and grow and low of it all.
The dust and old and comfort of it all.
Time fills sleep with the past, and
this savoured life is a long music.
for Miz Quickly’s Savor prompt. Image Pieter the Elder Bruegel’s 1565 Winter Landscape with Skaters and Bird Trap. © Misky 2021