POEM #4: AURORA
A burst of light in dark, solemn skies,
Where time can fly, as stars slowly rise—
The Auroras weave love stories,
With no lovers in sight, in long allegories.
A veil of purple streak, a hint of blue,
In misty air, the shades in different hue—
Like works of art, whispering unruly promises,
Flickering on beat, showing new surprises.
Each line glows, a fleeting moment,
No wonders to consider, no watching opponent,
A skyful quilt, in Earth's embrace,
Yet to see what's all there is in space.
(07-17-24)
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