The poem is about the Northern Lights, also known as the "aurora borealis". That which creates "Rainbows in the Dark". Thank you!
Righteous sing to the bright star in the sky. Hymns of faith, devotion and love vibrate through the entire body, speaking within one’s skin to the finger tips…blaring while scaring the long-awaited dreams from their roost near an old oak in your mind’s chest. Graceless and faithless villains caterwaul; the old toss coins into the fountain of youth. Virus’ knock daily upon my locked door of which I will never answer those calls. In dreams, I see paths to the waiting trains; Toys lay in the dead leaf fodder on the path a lovely doll’s face, her blue eyes stained staring towards the musty decrepit squalor trudging along the dark path I lift my gaze; Truths lying dormant for decades bleed into the night sky, creating rainbows in the dark.
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