Fields of red
Fields of grass surrounding you,
Feel the grass beneath your bare feet,
Just for a moment see the grass turn to red,
How would it make you feel?
Would you feel anger with this grass?
Or would you have a sense of passion?
Would you see the inner beauty of these fields?
For what they truly are even if they are not green?
Or would you feel totally different with the change of colour?
Red is a beautiful colour,
Representing so many things in our lives,
So for that little moment really let yourself feel,
Feel so much that you feel connected with Mother Earth…
You may feel you are walking on a red carpet,
Or simply have no feelings at all,
Either way… don’t let yourself fall,
Just because a change of colour,
Doesn’t mean there is any alter.
Namaste Selfexpressive.
A contest entry
- Imagine The Green Is Red by polly filla.
700 points, ended December 9, 2008, 10 entries
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