the shimmering aurora
a celestial veil
held between
this earth and heavenits presence felt
when birth is near
and pushed aside
as death appearsin this transcendent dance
the celestial garment
just waiting
to be touched
I saw a picture of the Northern Lights in Finland that has intrigued me. When I first saw it, I looked at it for a long time and I still have difficulty putting it down. I thank my friend, Sue, for sharing the picture and for helping me finish this poem.
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I love the way you describe the Northern lights. Absolutely beautiful.
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Thank you. I have only seen them from the upper midwest. I would love to see them on a very dark night, much further north. It’s interesting how something like the “lights” can spark something within us.
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I have never seen them before, but I would love to see them at least once. Beauty has a way of inspiring the heart of a poet. 🙂
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Very well said 🌲
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Thank you, Sue.
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