As Long As We Are Able

Stay true to the sun, a beacon
behind clouds. Blue sky on your left
as grey blows over. No one’s listening
anyway, so stay true.
Birds flock after a storm, we gather
at the table. The cool air’s moved in.
Take what you can get in this life:
shelter, occasional sustenance.
    It’s enough.

Real Toads music prompt: The Valley by Los Lobos/David Hidalgo