Red, back to the roots
I used to have legs, I am sure I had feet… but where are they? I can’t see them anymore?
Questions you have been trying to answer since you opened the door and left, with the time you became more confused, laying down wondering: was I born with legs? why can’t I see my feet? what ground is this ? and why does it feel cold?
Away you travel, he laid down the road for you, opening little hidden tracks less travelled, and for the first time, you just follow.
Some say: it’s the wrong leader you followed and you say: how else would I grow if all I follow is right?
others say: as long as you marked the road back, and you say: but what about the road forward?
and some others say: you are lost … and with a surprise you say: but for the first time, I found me …
And you land on the shore, tired & wet but for the first time since a long time.. you feel alive…
you make your first inside out happy dance to the music of your heart and the life ahead.
And suddenly you realize… My legs are dancing…I see my feet.. my legs are back !!
Red was your colour, and off you go dancing your life ahead …
