Mistress Music
acrylic / canvas

She took me to her side when
I was yet small.
From parents she lured me
with her lusty breath
and placed me on her shoulders
that I might see the colours
which I never then could leave.

As she moved
she played a million notes
which jingled in my savage head
and when she spoke,
the jigsaw pictures
came unjumbling from her mouth.

For she has loved us fiercely
since stone hit stone
and stick hit stick
and to everyone who ever falls
into her arms
so soft and strong.....
she is mistress , she is maid.