Aurorae Poem by Max L

It is silent outside
Yet the night is so bright.
Reflecting from the white, powdered in ground
The moon lightens the dark without any sound.

All is so quite, that within its noise
You cant hear, just see, and you stumble and fall
Like in the eye of a storm and its hissing voice
It is so calm.

So silent the snowflakes make the noisiest sounds
Taking a step on the bright, white, set, icy cold grounds
As the evening cold tingles your nose
The sky starts to move with those heavenly flows
Of a color so tempting, so lushious, so fine
Reminding of streams, that are rare and divine.

Aerial aces,
A million faces,
The sky once again revealing his graces,
Brushing the canvas, leaving light traces.

Even the wildlife seems to have come to a stop,
No breath, no shiver, no breaking, a drop
Of tear even runs down my cheek
Leaving my face as a crystal so weak.

The tension of the moment,
The excitement and all
Is lifted, feeeling content
With natures ravishing call.

A mere little moment, shared with many before
But left unseen for a hundret, a billion more
Though they have seen it on paper or ona screen
They cant grasp the feeling ever for real.