I put on the yellow mask and saw,

the ferocious lightning streaking the ground,

the lonely butter cups in the field waiting to be picked

and the yellow beams of the sun .

I put on the blue mask and saw,

a king fisher swooping down to the crystal water ,

the peeled back skin of the great blue ocean

and the blue appearance  of the sky.

I put on the red mask and saw,

the dying embers of a fire,

the red velvet carpet

and the ruby red Denmark flag swaying in the wind.

I put on the grey mask and saw,

volcanic ashes storming over me,

grey clouds towering above me

and the perfectly cooked meat from my roast waiting