Red.

I am the red.
I am a falling star whirring to the ground.
And as I shut my eyes
I see red.
the red night sky
Illuminated by dusty plains
And rolling thunder.
Eight moons,
Eight keys.
I am the red.
I am the red in your hair.
The red algae on the seaside.
the red feathers as the eagle
Flies.
Dies.
I am the Red, end of life.