Aurora Borealis
May 7, 2009 by hames-1977
There is dancing.
A night in an icy land.
They are spirits-
ancestors of high realms-
gathering, around
ceremonial sun flares.
Green luminous rings
of star trails,
forming foxfire
and fire dragons, whisking
into atmosphere
their celestial tails.
Shimmering filament-
in the vast firmament.
Iridescent signs.
Streaks of neon,
a surreal reflection
into the strange horizon.
I danced phenomena-
To the mystery
of the northern lights.
Warping time
Of years beyond
your polar shadow.
