C. Stephenson/ M. Peterson)



Here I am driving down the streets

in my car

I wave to all my friends

that I never met before

I pass the peaceman whose siren

plays the most beautiful song

The horizon ahead and beyond

is a beautiful painting of

eternal green light

No stopping, complete freedom



Green Light

Green Light Street



From all colors of the spectrum

into smile the lights run eternally

ecstatic as you pass by

Ready and waiting

only there as a greeting

Traffic signals, the mind of us all.

Occasionally the matter encounters red,

but as a rainbow washes by

and turns greens

What do you hear