The Masks of Mystery

I put on the mask of nature and saw,

A falcon soaring through the air like a fighter jet,

A panther creeping through the jungle, ready to pounce on its prey

And a sunflower exposing its petals to the sunlight.

I put on the mask of frost and saw,

The crunch of the grass underfoot on Christmas Eve,

The cold, agitating my body

And a frozen pond with many ice-skaters pirouetting through the cold air.

I put on the mask of autumn and saw,

A firework shooting through the air like a missile,

Golden leaves crunching as playful children run by,

And children racing towards a house chestnut tree collecting conkers.

I put on the mask of heat and saw,

The fire torturing the sky,

The Sun’s rays beaming down on the Earth below

And dying embers giving off their last heat.