Northern Lights Poem by Angela Wybrow

Upon the ground lies a blanket of snow;
The sky up above me is all of a glow.
Snowflakes fall softly about my face:
Slowly at first, then picking up pace.

Wide bands of light shimmer and shift,
As up to the Heavens my wondrous eyes lift.
Up at the Heavens I stand and stare,
As magical lights fill the night air.

By my excited eyes the colours seen
Are purple, pink, blue, yellow and green.
A thousand pictures the lights now paint,
With their breath-taking colours - some bold, some faint.

The restless colours ripple through the sky,
As a shooting star whizzes on by.
The lights dance through a sky studded with stars -
Attracting visitors from both near and from far.

With silky celestial lights the sky is ablaze,
In one of Mother Nature's most amazing displays.
Multicoloured lights swish and swirl;
So mystical, so magical - they twist and twirl.

Through the air the coloured lights play,
And the breath within me is stolen away.
Through the air these strange lights streak:
I'm so in awe I feel unable to speak.

I feel my heartbeat quicken - it starts to race,
And a big smile adorns my uplifted face.
It truly is the most extraordinary sight -
My heart can't help but be filled with delight.

The sight before me is totally thrilling;
Though the cold night air is totally chilling.
But despite the long wait and bitter cold weather,
I will remember this sight for ever and ever.