Aurora's Dance

This poem captures the ethereal beauty of the Northern Lights, painting a vivid picture of the aurora borealis in a clear, starry sky.

In the still of a star-scattered night,

Whispers of light begin their flight.

A ballet of colors, a silent song,

In the dark sky, where they belong.

Emerald whispers and violet sighs,

Dance across the canvas of the skies.

Aurora's fingers, tender and light,

Weave magic in the shroud of night.

In this celestial realm, so vast,

Time slows, future merges with past.

Each hue tells a story, old and new,

In shades of pink, green, and blue.

Beneath the cosmic, shimmering veil,

Hearts ponder tales the stars unveil.

In awe, we stand, small and grand,

As the universe unfolds its hand.

The night's embrace, tender and deep,

Rocks the world in a gentle sleep.

While above, the aurora's dance,

Leaves watchers in a wistful trance.

In this moment, under the sky's dome,

We find a universe, calling us home.

A reminder, in the night's embrace,

Of the vast beauty of time and space.

Each swirl, each twirl of light,

A testament to the night's might.

In the dance of the aurora, so free,

We find the universe's poetry.