Wrinkling the Sky
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Undulating waves of color
cascade over ebony skies.
And greens and blues waltz with the stars,
rippling across the black of space.
As sacred spiritual sounds
resound, in abject solitude.
A hypnotic, haunting hum strums
in Aurora Borealis.
A collage of visual notes,
The Northern Lights pluck my heartstrings.
And mesmerized by their music,
I pause for quiet reflection.
They are as intangible as
the ethereal breath of God.
And my soul shucks reality,
to surf the waves, wrinkling the sky.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2015
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