What is the color red? Is it a warning sign? Or a simple statement that warrants our attention?
Is it a cry for help? Or a temptation that seduces the eye?
Is it desire?
That can turn into a whirlwind dance making us go dizzy?
Is red meant to linger in our memories like the fading sunset over a canyon?
Or from the sleepy reflections of an ornament on a dark holiday night?
The color red is glorious for so many reasons.
In feather, it is known as vermilion, scarlet, sulphur, crimson, cardinal, or rufous......
.....with design it's maroon or cherry.......
.......and in flower, it can form a rose or a tulip. Red is an agent to Mother Nature. Come to me oh bee! Oh butterfly! Oh hummingbird! Sip my nectar. Wrap yourself in my pollen. Let me be your red jacket!
It surrounds us with love, wonder, fear and delight.
For no matter how many times we see the color red, our eyes will linger for a moment longer.
*Written after an outing around others at a city park. The Vermilion Flycatcher inspired this one. No matter how many times people see a red rose, a red car, or a red bird, they will always stop or look a little longer than normal at this color.
"To see the world, things dangerous to come to, to see behind walls, draw closer, to find each other, and to feel. That is the purpose of life." from "The Secret Life of Walter Mitty"