☆ The red song ☆

As i live here in the world

I want to stich sensations into the earth

With threads of all there is to feel

But no matter the word, it cannot explain

the fabric of strings

holding the human heart 

from falling apart

I wish i could feel my heart

My pulse, my beat, my song

Oh, how it used to sing before

Not sure I remember anymore

Pounding and living

Like all things evolving and curling

Ripping like the sun and the sunflowers and the shadows

Moving in its frame

Evoling like we

I keep thinking I'm a deep hole

A shadow of what I used to know

But maybe I never forgot 

I might be lost

But we all are

And remember always

That life evolves

Songs can become branched

redder

and more beautiful