Rippling Ribbons
Rippling ribbons flutter in the night,
cavorting across ebony skies.
And undulating waves of color,
slip-slide across the blackness of space.
Our planet's magnetic fields make
the Aurora Borealis, dance.
And a symphony of colored lights
start their waltz, in abject solitude.
A melody of visual notes
plays like music, in sync with my soul.
And soon, its hypnotic rhythmic hum
awakens my imagination.
Like the ethereal breath of God
the Northen lights are intangible.
And my gaze rises to the heavens:
lured by their waltz, wrinkling the night sky.
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