Aurora
Night shadows the land
Black whispers through the trees
The stage is set
Clouds heed the dance
Rays of light
Green, yellow, white
Great and small
Dance upon the night sky
Twine and twist
Dancing on the black stage
Light is electric, delicate
The music is silent
Rhythm is erratic
The north is a stage
An enemy to radio communications
A delight to the beholder


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