As I moved along toward my home they followed me and danced. Showing me something. What is it? Dance. Dance. Dance. The stars sang with bright white light. Green streams of light danced above my head. The sky changed lit with green and purple streams of light. They danced into a phoenix just above me. The bird flew up in the sky. Gone.

The beauty that our planet we live on shares with the ones that pay attention is so magnificent. 

I had never seen such bright northern lights in the city. I am so curious what it looked like in the country. Oh I miss the stars.

 

Published by Jessica Schuurman