Nature Reclaims

The entire world breaths a long sigh of relief as the human race retreats to the shadows- as if its identity is undercover in a classified, top secret spy mission, concealing itself from the hectic virus. Everything’s motionless, yet there’s so much angst within the community. Never before has there been such a dramatic pandemic, causing life itself to come to a standstill. However, a tranquil sensation washes peacefully over the steadily evolving planet as nature begins to take its toll on its adventure to reclaiming the world. The human race comes to a gradual halt and different lifestyle intentions are introduced. The streets, which used to be a hive of activity, appear desolate, deserted areas now.

Animals venture into the streets, entering out of curiosity. Nature begins to reclaim its possession over the world and a serene atmosphere is created as precious gleams of a glorious, radiant, immaculate sunshine are portrayed down to earth, a semblance of hope and aspiration, highlighting the refined stillness and peace as the earth takes one extended glance of life’s value.

The air is enriched with pleasant smells of freshly mowed lush hybrid grass and every morning there is a arousing cup of coffee, bursting with joy, longing to be gently sipped. Suddenly people begin their day by peering out to the pink ethereal sunrise of a hazy morning and wake up with a sense of gratitude. They ensure they compose themselves before they transfer their mindset to their customary daily routine. As the days moderately roll by, a relaxed and placid environment begins to emerge. A gentle gale of wind brushes over everything. Mesmerising, magnificent, majestic flowers blossom, bees buzz blissfully, cows drowsily graze in the fields and the sound of laughter echoes in the air.

Music is created within the towns and cities of the world, which is the blood of the earth which pulses around the veins of it and into the heart of life, yet somehow the background ambiance is clean, as if the music was a freshly baked lemon drizzle upon a cream tablecloth, the life of the music dancing in the same way a fragrance when it’s been sprayed rom a perfume bottle does.

A soothing lullaby roams the streets as peace inflicts itself upon the world. Finally, silence ripples around the world as it inhales a deep breath and confides itself within an everlasting sleep, like a prickly hedgehog, about to hibernate as the sweltering summers draws to an end. Its thoughts are slow like beautiful carousel, each dancing as ribbons from a kite string that reaches for sky, its colours embracing the joys of life.

Ella Napier,

Year 9