colours of the rainbow.

I sit upon the blanket of green

And gaze above at the ceiling of blue.

The flickers of yellow and orange strike upon my brown skin,

Whilst I pick apart the beauty of my home.

I’m in awe of what I see,

The contrasting shades of the colours,

Utilised to paint this perfect picture,

This picture I see before me.

I ponder on the greatness of the creator.

The creator of this thing I call art.

The blossoming sprouts of pink and red

Bursting with the citruses of life.

I sit upon the blanket of green

And I say to myself:

“This colourful world is my oyster

So what quest shall I conquer today?”