A Lazy Afternoon I sit at ease alert to all that is at play. The bees are busy beesing as a lizard jumps from tree to tree. In the distance music feeds the soul and a way off a broom sweeps your troubles away. Then, a laugh here a slap there reminds you to keep in line, while ants continue their march to ensure life is lived. To revive those who drift off a sharp crow or two attacks the unsuspecting victims. Now giant towers roam the sky serenaded by swirling birds offer the promise of much needed purification, while the breeze strokes every inch of skin it can reach whispering sweet lullabies. Nothing is out of step each occupies its space fully part of life's tapestry, on this lazy afternoon.