Red

A Welcome Hue

Fills my Soul

With the Strength of Being

Knowing its Nature

In spite of those

Brittle-heads

Blind to See

Numb to Feel

Closed to Embrace

Coldly oppressing others

Driven by Fear

Into the safety of Convention.

Shielded Yes

But not Strong –

Strength Itself

Requires no ‘suring-up’ -

It is Red

At Source

And I am Bleeding.

Rev Jenny Miller