Colours and Feelings

In the crisp, grey morning, the sky feels small and shy, preparing for the burst of energetic colours of the Sunrise. All is silent, and the world is semi-conscious.

Suddenly, in the distance, an insignificant but confident speck of light appears, ready to light the way. Accompanying it and backing it up are swirls of red, fiery fierceness, flaming with readiness. The sky feels safe to blossom by now, and the confident speck of light has grown and risen.

As the sky’s new confidence dies down slightly, a serene blue calmness takes over the world, and the first sounds of life can be heard. Birds chirping hungrily, bees buzzing with concentration, and the soft but not unheard chatty splashes of pond fish.

The sun is now at its largest, shining a bright yellow and radiating heat, a giant ball of pure happiness. The light, blue sky is glad of her bright companion’s reassuring presence, and continues to watch as life unfolds below.

Now the time has come where the sun’s energy begins to subside, and slowly it begins its journey to the West. The sky, aware of this sudden sleepiness, shows some redness, as if blushing with the disappointment of her now descending companion. But she quickly remembers her duty, and begins to darken more and more as her disappointment fades. Now the Earth is surrounded by breathtaking blues and purples, as the birds retreat to their nests, the bees return to their hives, and the fish glide gently and noiselessly in the ponds.

Now the sky is tired and worn out, and covers the world with a black blanket of darkness, as it slowly goes to sleep. It is now time for the other side of life to awaken, and the sky watches as the owl flaps through the forest in search of its breakfast.

The sky is at the peak of her confidence, feeling glamorous and feminine, and so she decides to adorn herself with some sparkling white gems. Now she too can rest, re-charging for her next burst of colours and feelings.

By Emilia Tanti Rigos, aged 11, from Malta