Panda dreams in movement, lapping ocean waves,
cartwheeling stars and clouds blooming roses.
Panda dreams in scent, flowers tease like
bamboo leaves, and always rising, is the coffee moon.
Panda dreams in colors, a green itch and a blue tickle spreads
like doubt but mother-purple ties and cries, binds and blinds.
Panda dreams free, slipping knots, unwinding spots,
black is white, white is black and every color dances like fireflies.
Copyright 2017 Brenda Davis Harsham