Red

The red is in my head,yet I do not see the red as danger

 

I am not threatened by the red,as nature intended it to be

 

Quite the opposite I am drawn to its alluring depths and beauty

 

ecstatic with excitment, I reach out to the red

 

And it excepts me into its realm,I feel anger and rage

 

As the red takes my mind through a journey of evolution

 

I feel pity for the red, for its existence is a lonley one

 

Yet it warms me from within,massaging my soul

 

I see the red as nobody else does inviting and invigorating

 

The red glows as evolution unfolds and the red leaves my head

 

D.J.Dodsworth