Everything

• Abiha Raheel, Grade 5
• Poetry
• 2022

I, the flame, who makes the ashes glow
Standing so high, I am the rainbow.
I am the gales, the downpour, the snow.
The clouds, from where the lightning flashes through.

Mirroring my essence are the tranquil rivers that flow,
I am the peak of a mountain, the jagged ravines below,
Stone drowning in my unfathomable glow.

I am the foundation of each hue in the rainbow.
red, orange and yellow merrily paint the ascending of dawn
green, blue, and violet announcing the arrival of twilight.
Sunrise, daytime, dusk, midnight, and ascending dawn,
But who is it that allows every day to arise and begone?

the summer, winter spring and autumn bring
the sunlight, the frost, the blossoms, and the leaves that drop
Just how nature brings
Everything