Excerpts from BeingKind - A Brave New Race by Linda G Palma: 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