How incredible is the world that I live in?

by Evie Taylor

How incredible is the world that I live in?

Islands of life rise from an unexplorable blue

But it is not just blue

It is every colour of every life it has created

Moving and evolving with meteorites.

And the islands are not all the same, either.

Some are desert, red and yellow and everything in between

Sand and dirt, but also

Ice.

Some are flat, consistent, safe

And others are wild and dangerous in their terrain.

Some are bare, void of colour – or seeming to be, when compared to

Others that are green and green and green

But never the same green as before.

And the water that surrounds these miracles of land

Is not always the same.

It gave the world islands

But it also keeps islands for itself

Apart, yet connected to the land that it shares with the sun.

The water keeps seaweed and kelp and algae

But also hides coral and shell and sea glass.

And however unlikely this brilliance is

This natural rarity is made rarer

By what it provides for.

Life.

Life is not the same everywhere, either.

There are beings with

Paws or roots or toes or fins or tentacles

And also beings with

Feathers or scales or fur or leaves or skin

And yet

Flowers and slime and moss and bone

Also exist on these miracles of places.

Then there is the life that life itself creates.

Sound;

Roar or scream or whisper or chatter or scuttle

And footsteps or music or creak or shatter or boom

And then language or bark or chirp or squeak or crash.

Taste;

Spice or crunch or sticky or hot or bitter

And sweet or tang or sour or cold or salty.

Then the one I like the most: Touch.

Squeeze or feather-light or texture or movement

Or goodbye and let me go and I can’t and I love you.

On top of everything natural

There are the things that my people created

Hardly as beautiful

Hardly as powerful

Hardly as incredible as the planet that created us –

Nonetheless.

Cities of multiple skylines

The tallest offices

The oldest churches

Monuments and schools and hospitals and stores

And laughter and interaction and connection.

Lights that glow in the dark

Electricity humans hold in their bones travelling countries in seconds

Libraries and museums and cemeteries

And people and people and people.

People.

Black and brown and tan and ivory and beige

Tall and short and large and small

And noses and ears and waists and muscles

And sexuality and gender and expression.

You decide yourself, and everyone will have no choice but to agree.

People.

Stupid, horrible, ignorant

And all the other lost words used to describe the worst souls

Kind, generous, bold

And all the other words created to explain the brightest stars that take the form of you and me.