Steven Buckley - Aurora Borealis

In the purple twilight
God’s butchers flew.
Angels of beauty
Cleaving the light
Shattered and bouncing
In waves
Great power flows
In green reflections
Pulses of blood
Covering the shore
Of night’s canvas
Primordial creation
Never ending focus
Lens to heaven
Star explosions
Reaching from the stars
Caressing my pupils
Immersed in purity

Steven Buckley

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