Friday, November 9, 2012

Aurora


Aurora
Dances through the night
With lights fantastic
Dazzling
Mesmerizing
Or is it Eos
An Aeon of eons
Doing what comes naturally
Not a magnetic storm
But
A calming of the storms
Of gently grace
Indescribable
A gentle hand
Waving a magic wand
Polarizing
While we gently sleep
Till dawns first light
At waking
Or was it a dream
Illusion
Fantasy
Beauty
So splendid
Imagination could not
Conjure its existence
Yet it is there
Reality from dusk to dawn
These castles of the air
Where wishes are created
Through tangible thoughts
In fluid prisms
Orchestrating
A new day
Woven just for you


Cathy

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