Artwork by Gail Bradshaw
Stoned bees snooze in the sunflowers, Joe Pyed into fuzzy reverie, Working harder than any man, counting planets we will never find. Dangers lurk: Chameleon spiders, white on white, yellow on yellow, Pet store lizards run wild, Curious small boys with hard little fingers. But dream they will, and I listen closely, Pollen on my ear, For the throbbing of another universe where happiness is air, Truth is water, Love is rock, Imagination, Fire.