excerpts from BeingKind - A Brave New Race

Excerpts from BeingKind  - A Brave New Race:

When all turned red

I turned to the sea

It was there I fled

It was calling me

The wind in my hair

And a cool northern breeze

With a flicker and a flare

It beckoned me

I swam for the living

It was cold, it was warm

But I kept on swimming

Into a mighty storm

I emerged unseen

Beyond nothingness

The world behind me

Only blue with loneliness 

And there I drift

Along with my dreams

To reflect on my past 

Or of what it seems

The salt erodes

And there I float

Where seagulls land

To nourish their souls