I am Aurora
I am electricity, I am light
I am magnetic
I am colours burning bright
I am rainbows
I am prisms in the night
My song a windswept thrum in a place where there’s no air
My dance a pirouette of jeweled ribbons rare
I am Aurora
I twirl and trill across the polar sky
Ronda R. Scott-Marak
© 31 December 2016
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