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A Heavenly Canvas

On one of my more motivational days and during one of my creative moods, I composed this poem, which describes the beauty of a vibrant splash of colour, a rainbow, which is the very heart and soul of Nature.

A HEAVENLY CANVAS

I heard raindrops pattering
Was listening to their rhythmic thuds
But when I looked up
Sunshine was filtering through the curtains
And beyond my window was a splash of colour

These arcs of merriment are comprised
Of many iridescent tints
Each a different colour; each a shade darker
Violets, indigos, oranges and yellows
For their beautiful blossoms
Green for the tufts of grass
Blue for the fathomless sky
And red for the berries
That adorn our hollies

These shades represent the unity
Present even in nature
So why don’t we humans too
Unite, join hands
And make the world we once believed in
Shine again in glory and grace

I feel as if colour strewn skies
Are God’s way of expressing his love
Through these soft and subtle; but vibrant hues
To remind us that there are rewards after every hardship
Depicted through rainbows after rain

I don’t know if it is true
Whether there is a pot of gold at the end of each rainbow
But when I gaze up at these colours
Of joy and happiness
I feel as if I’m the wealthiest person on Earth

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