Bobbins

Worn off by time bobbins start playing

Around the original model sewn into skin

People turn around with noise

Out of the silence they leaned on

Then bobbins restored, for so long

The time had slept over their court

A tablecloth over the crowd of people

Hands move rapidly, souls get a pattern

People errand as hankerchiefs, baptism robes,

Umbrellas, embroideries, lace bearers

Besieged by bobbins