My Christmas present from Hubby was a cruise in search of the Northern Lights up the coast of Norway at the beginning of February 2014. This was something that I had hankered to do for some time so my excitement was epic. I wrote this poem in January in anticipation of this event. I am sure the trip will not disappoint.
Northern Lights
My love and I are sailing North
into the twilight zone.
Where chill winds blow, no sun shines
endless night winds moan.
Nor dawn nor dusk marks passing time;
nor sunset stains the sky.
The pale moon wanes and waxes
as the Milky Way floats by.
Oft the heavenly firmament
pulsates with rainbow hues
as solar flares bombard the earth
her surface to abuse.
They beat with burning energy
upon Von Allen's belt.
This shields and dissipates the wrath,
which would be harshly felt.
The Aurora Borealis
lights up the Arctic skies
with undulating curtains
before our ravenous eyes.
The beauteous spectacle we see
serves to remind us all
that God the father does protect
and will not let us fall.
(C) 2014 Terri Richardson
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