The ocean is red
The sky is red
The earth is red
We are red
Our souls are burnt, scorched
Like everything under the sun
But He, She, It is blue
How can we get closer?
Everything inside of us is all around us,
From the depths of the oceans to the heights of outer space
Our blood stains the asteroids before they hit,
And the rocks become the Dirt we stand on
The birds wear a disguise as they echo in song
Maybe this disguise is a symbol
Even the birds leave their free but empty skies,
Tumbling back to earth,
As we pray on our knees to a symbol
Maybe this symbol is grace
And human language is raw nature
When nature and grace collide,
Can this destruction bring forth creation?
Is our world the child of grace and nature,
Swaying always slightly towards damage over peace?
We are the new dinosaurs,
Eating plants and eating meat
In our deepest caverns we dream of frozen waterfalls,
Waiting for our true selves to bubble to the surface
Then the volcano erupts- and we’re back to the caves,
Playing with our singular shadows in the dark
Can’t we explode into the light?
Our energy instead goes to the hole,
The hole we dig from the moment we slide out
The cells, the craters, the planets- the holes
The ocean is blue
The sky is blue
The earth is blue
We are blue
But He, She, It is red
How can we get closer?