The Aurora Borealis is too much Latin for Americans
who look at night-time skies to see what is hidden
from their more southern views.
White supremacy’s bright lights and cloudy skies
hide the natural truths seen by more northern eyes.
War between the two settled nothing it seems, now
when night holds sway for many more hours of our day.
Electricity heats the cold and hides the stars
while we stay locked inside and miss the show
our saving sun puts on display to energize earth
and remind us of its power in such a glorious way.
We miss the full glow our northern neighbors see.
We rejoice just to know such light exists,
even though we block its view with technology.
Safe and warm inside, we simply watch it on T.V.
Even a nine year old describes with solemn glee
one more item is met on his bucket list
as if once is enough to behold one
of the universe’s many mysteries.
We reduce all around us to private lists of goals achieved.
We miss the chance to feel the tiny place we hold
together in the expansive and expanding galaxy.
We need never feel deadened and alone.
With such energy and light our truth is shown.
No reporter nor weatherman on our screen
can reveal the natural world right outside our door
in all its truth and glory, telling us the story
of who we are, who we could become, and how to see
the Northern Lights, which warm the heart
and light the soul, if truth be told.
To see the sight of the Northern Light
we must face the darkness and the cold.
annarino writes 