Whenever a chance to witness the dance
Of the magical northern lights,
Comes your way, I'm here to say
You'll be awe-struck and filled with delight.

You'll raise your eyes toward darkened skies,
Your mouth will hang open; slack-jaw.
How can this show amid ice and snow
Be reality that you saw?

But it's true and it's square, those lights up there
Are something at which you must stare.
They're blazing for you in a colorful hue
That has nothing with which to compare.

I sen 'em fold in red and gold
And blazon one horizon to other
Until they lie across the sky.
All starlight they did smother.

Nothing I write can describe the light.
No words for the ebbs and the flows.
No description of blues and other hues.
They're beyond mere mortal prose.

Jack

You painted a beautiful picture in words. Brought back memories.

Thanks Paul.

Jack

So lovely, how the mind can paint a picture that others can even see , just as they do the lights themselves.

I'm looking forward to my trip into the northern Alaska range next March, and every night, look to enjoy them.

They show nicely here too , just not as often.

Well done, Jack.

I love that song.....thank you.....

I’ve only seen them in ink.