That red earth changed me. turned me into a feeling of warmth. that red earth place opened up its walls. into a condensed ocean. sky blue above it. the birds playing games with the clouds. while they turn themselves. into puffy white castles. For the birds to sing inside. The air filled with breaths of majestic opulence like flowers coming out of one’s mouth. Blooming the essence of gold song. The rhythm an intersection of ideas tumbling into me. As dance steps. As lines becoming colors. Drawing trees...their flowers. People...their homes. Words as poetry. Red like the earth. ©Susy Kamber