Ghostlight Serenade

When magic begins, the wolf is silent

muted by fears he cannot name
rough-edged patrol, the ridgeline ragged lope.
Stilled by splendid burning air, he joins the we
in wonder.

Million sparkle shrouded shadow display
calls down to all the fauna to marvel at
timeless and untimely light.

Rabbit bleak exploding yip, caribou undo.
While underwritten with despair, the beaver
holds his castle.

Liquid fire of plasma sheeting streaks into the void and
we huddle under blanket and shiver wondering. Cosmic
display underway.
You can hear the sound of stars exploding lonely miles away.
Holding water in mirrored jumble ripple
unholy is the fire and
the wood hold their breath.

We look North.

Stuart Andrew Marshall Tanner