Audrey Wing The Red Dirt Prose

and reds and his heart was full and he smiled as the world around him, of gas and stardust, grew dark and faded.

The lonely man floated unmoving through the heart of space.

Drifting at peace.

Audrey Wing

The Red Dirt Prose

I am the red dirt, you often walk all over me. You don’t think twice about me unless I’m in your shoe. I hear you complain about the heat as you wipe your sweat which lands on me. I know I may not be pleasant to walk on in the blasting heat or when the wind blows and I get in your eyes but all of this isn’t my fault. I wish that you would look at me with the same joy as if you were at the beach, so next time you want to complain think about me as I am here too.

I know I might seem bitter but that’s really not true, yes there are cons of being the dirt but I love it here as it is my home. Every day I watch the sun rise and set as it’s a view you’ll truly never forget. I see the towns and villages through the good times and sometimes even the bad times. I hear the people speak around the campfire they lit. I smell the smoke as the fire goes out and the darkness takes over telling me to go to bed. So when I fall asleep tonight I will always know that this is my home.

When I wake up, I wonder what today has planned for me. I wonder if the wind will blow me away or if there is no wind at all. I wonder what I will see, if the kangaroo will jump a little higher than yesterday or if the snake will slither a little quicker. I wonder if I will see anything new like a new joey bouncing along with the kangaroos. Every time I see a new joey my heart fills with joy I love watching them grow up and then grow old.

I wonder if it will rain as I love the rain drops that fall from the sky. I watch as they fall and hit me creating a little dint, but I don’t mind because I know that they really don’t mean it. I see the towns light up and all of the smiles that the rain creates especially when it has been particularly dry. I watch the children splash and play as they always love the rain. I love the thunder and lightning, I watch as the light strikes throughout the sky, and I love the thunder as it always come a bit late.